Purrer found a purler in a peaceful perch upon which kitty a la curler can daydream through tales of tails, so shh your meows to softest mews if you, as well, adore her. ; )

Shelly dreams of a matrifocal milieu, where hatchlings follow her like imprinting ducks and the backs of Jacks serve plates of yum for each and every future turtle mum. ; )

Oh, our loungers’ backs may be shaped like a rebato, but they support a view that will ease with the breeze rather than take bark at the arc.

After you wag-then-zoom for this whizzed wish, I shall let you both fetch-and-shred this woolward beanie teeming with terrible itch.

Hedgehog hogs the hedge whilst hedge hugs the hedgehog—says your euphoric, European euphuism. ; )