Harriett didn't remember quite when the overwhelming sensation of underlaying dread started,
but she thought it may have been somewhere along the garden path.
I havn't had a poke at any little furry critters lately, so I thought it was about time. Hampsters are always fair game.
(Honestly , the little dark thoughts in my head only appear on paper, I like little furry things)
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Tip-toe, through the tulips....
Poor Harriet!! I can't help but like the scared look on her face though.
I would like to say she was even more scared when she discovered her new owner was Richard Gere, but that would be pushing things a little far.
Oh, you didnt' go there with GERE! AH HAHAHAH.
I was going to say that hamsters and cats have the same use in my world, as we all know (JERKY) but you've topped it with the Gere reference.
Nice.
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