Okay, was that you playing that? My granddaughter was listening and she loves Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. Your dog is adorable! He can sing for me any time. Maybe you two can put together a little concert. ;)
I hear voices. Loud. Incessant. And very real. Which basically gives me two options: choke back massive amounts of Prozac or write fiction. I chose the latter. Way cheaper. I've been writing since I discovered blank wall space and Crayolas. I seek to glorify God in all that I write...except for that graffiti phase I went through as a teenager. Oops. Did I say that out loud?
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Okay, was that you playing that? My granddaughter was listening and she loves Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. Your dog is adorable! He can sing for me any time. Maybe you two can put together a little concert. ;)
Yep, those were my magical fingers and I can't take credit for Arthur. He's my daughter's dog.
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