Friday, April 29, 2011
Abandoned rail beds, antlers, plants, hills, and even a hitchhiking tick.
It was a day of both wonderment and surprise.
He learned he could hold on to the grass to help him scale steep hills, and that he could scoot down on his backside.
He made much merriment, and found the foliage a superior plaything than his ball.
Sent from the TARDIS Intergalactic Temporal Mobile Service
From the mind of Slee at 3:56 PM
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