There’s a white board on my refrigerator, and the Loch Ness Monster magnet I bought in Scotland uses it as her home. She has shared a variety of messages with me over the last year or so (I call them Nessie Notes!) but recently, I think there’s been some outside interference. Normally, Nessie is very helpful & loving.
This morning, however, there was a much less positive message:
While I’m normally not one to give in to a terrorist’s demands, my heart aches for my llama clan. Here’s a recent shot of them (all together, a rare treat!) as they were anxiously awaiting Owen’s return from a visit to his mom in Salt Lake City.
So, in hopes of getting at least one of my precious fur-babies back, I’ve done as required. Below is a link to a recording of Dirty Runny, by Shel Silverstein.
Hopefully the kidnapper won’t hold out for something serious or romantic. This is what I’ve got!