The thoughts of me and my dog who used to be Harvey, but is now George, who is Harvey's great-great-great-great-nephew.
something fishy there!
He wanted somewhere warm to snuggle and hide, obviously!
I'm glad you explained what it was. It looks like a reindeer jumping out of a blueberry yoghurt.
Ha ha, Anon.He found it, Debra. Not a lot of spare space in my cleavage!Really, Sonata? I have squidged my eyes but still can't see the reindeer. Life is so much more interesting when your eyes lie to you.
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