laharmony seeester,
though you don’t have eight legs, your smarts besiege you. Though you can not fit into a tiny hole and hide, your silly disappearances do not go unnoticed. hold my hand dear sister, as I stumble upon this rocky “beach” laughing at my lack of balance as you slide along telling me new stories and reminding me of old memories.
Ruff,
sister AWISH!
(via moon-turtle)