Here's where we live:
. . . and here is our Globe:
No wait!
. . . It's not a globe, it's a pet.
No wait! It's not a pet, it's a goose.
It's not a goose! It's an insane goose-necked gourd.
. . . An insane goose-necked gourd with an awesome reflection . . .
An insane goose-necked gourd with an awesome reflection who's onto something.
It's a snake! How cool is that?!
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Hope your globe, pet, goose, snake, goose-necked gourd with the awesome reflection was good company at happy hour. I'm thinking he/she/it is the strong, silent type.
xoxo,
Beth
p.s. We maybe should have kept Goosie *inside*, where she wouldn't cook in the sun. Goosie is now on the compost heap, paving the way for generations of Goosies to come.
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oh my goozness, what a tragic ps! I had no idea this was goosie's eulogy. Deepest regrets, sister.
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Jacquie
You should have carved Goosie - it's almost Halloween ;)
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