Hygge is here with hens and hes–not in trees, but, still, where the roost does please.

Senescence has not yet turned chicks to rents; spirits still see, through greys, luminescence.

Bird calls for gals? Bird tweets for worms? Bird chirps for spring? What if realia is birds just like to sing?

No situation could compel crew to leave comfort of their beach. Wait–third bird eyes a lonely switchel out of reach. ; )


When small and adorable is not enough to win help, chihuahua bootstraps itself with a confident yelp.

Amidst realm of falling feet, a casque would be nice, but chihuahua’s alert eyes and agile steps more than suffice.

Laundry items proliferate across rooms of the home; chihuahuas love to make nests wherever they might roam.

Bacon treats addulce a chihuahua’s wagless tail; reciprocation comes as lick-kisses on its owner’s veil. ; )

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