
Jib here.
I love bubbles!
They run away if the wind is blowing.
They float if the wind is quiet.
They taste like bacon when I bite them.
They keep coming when Mom keeps blowing.
I love bubbles!
A dog's-eye view of Life written by Sailor, the gentleman collie
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