miel es dulce
pero un arce no es una abeja
|Ruler of the back garden.|
I was actually finding myself almost falling for the little scrapper. It was bold went it had to be and desirous of a friendly hand instead of being kicked away all the time. Our server invited us to take the cat, but it belonged to the neighbor and I don't think the dogs at the house would take kindly to a new creature around- especially one that isn't a dog.
I will visit La Casa again and maybe see this little guy begging... throw an egg bit or two down...
|Ick. Don't climb on me. I don't know where you have been. -tm|
Still wanting mas huevos.