On its way to me now. I actually think that I can feel her anxiety as she is boxed, man-handled and bounced around on cargo planes and delivery trucks. I wish I was there to help her deal with the sheer terror she must be feeling. And, as if traveling wasn't enough stress, the poor thing hasn't even met me. For all she knows, I could be a heartless, butter-fingered, torch-wielding beast.
But, I'm not.
Well, I don't use a torch.
And, Mr. Teipen, I promise I will take good care of her. Thank you for parting with her.
But, I'm not.
Well, I don't use a torch.
And, Mr. Teipen, I promise I will take good care of her. Thank you for parting with her.
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