Toddler in the House
I call it the honeymoon. Those first few weeks when a greyhound comes home from the kennel. They are learning sponges. Everything is new to them. Everything that they can reach, is theirs.
Caught red-pawed, you little whippersnapper!
Dear used-to-be Blackberry case,
I am so sorry. When I slipped my little phone out of your safety, I didn't think that you would be in danger on the table. Fortunately, for the phone you protected, the phone was with me.
RIP little buddy.
I am so sorry. When I slipped my little phone out of your safety, I didn't think that you would be in danger on the table. Fortunately, for the phone you protected, the phone was with me.
RIP little buddy.
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