Grandma who loves comics!
Mordor, home of that miserable cur Sauron.
Sagoths?
Lots of weird creatures down there.
Not much comfort from THAT comforter!
Right, and she is justifiably proud of her actions. I’d be thankful that I had been able to help someone and excited too if I were on the local news.
Well if Angels can dance on the head of a pin, I would have probably swatted it away also—thinking it was a fruit fly or an eye floater.
Any love is good love, take what you can get…
Oh well, I liked this comic, but that was uncalled for. Unfollowing.
Back in the day on our farm the dogs stayed fat and healthy eating all sorts of leftover animal parts or whatever they’d swipe from the chickens or pigs. Our dogs eat everything and live to ripe old ages.
Groan.
Mordor, home of that miserable cur Sauron.