I must go to the park and assess the damage and ask the park people where tumor goose went. I want answers. Hubby is taking me and refuses to let me off leash damn.
If they killed my tumor goose there are going to be bad things happening to other people's crayons! God help them I'm going to make CN write editorials filled with terrible puns about abusing the name, "Wildlife Sanctuary" and send it to everyone in the press, snark, snark snark, and I put mascara on today and I HATE it! It's sticky and it itches in my brain.
But my trees are watered and the music is sounding good. Now, to run.