by teresa
I hugged my girl this weekend. And she hugged me back.
And we laughed and hugged and laughed and it was nice.
I don't remember what struck us so funny.
She is my friend now. Not my baby chick...but fellow hen.
One day that tiny baby will be your friend.
It's different, but good.
I love her.
1 comment:
That's so sweet. I know you didn't feel like hugging her when you were cleaning out that nasty room.
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