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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 10:08 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 11:21 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 8:39 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 9:49 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 5:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 7:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 7:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 6:50 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 11:02 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 2:15 pm
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The was no doubt about it now: the brush was whispering to her. She moved a few steps closer. Her fears gave her pause for only a few moments before her curiosity won her over and she reached for the murmuring brush.
Pushing the leaves aside with both hands, she saw a brightly colored creature who appeared to be in some distress. Looking around for some inspiration as to what to do, she was struck with an idea.
"Hey! Why don't I pet it, give it a home, and dress it up," she thought. Then she hugged it and thought about its name. It squeaked curiously up at her, oversized claws gently poking her fingers.
"I shall take you home and name you Squishy and you'll be my Squishy!" she said.
"Squishy" seemed rather nonplussed by the idea of being so named, but it consented to being cuddled and fed, peering curiously from two-toned eyes. The girl, who was on the verge of telling Squishy (and the readers) her name, suddenly fell silent as she heard a distant roaring from deep in the forest.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 8:04 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 9:59 am
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The was no doubt about it now: the brush was whispering to her. She moved a few steps closer. Her fears gave her pause for only a few moments before her curiosity won her over and she reached for the murmuring brush.
Pushing the leaves aside with both hands, she saw a brightly colored creature who appeared to be in some distress. Looking around for some inspiration as to what to do, she was struck with an idea.
"Hey! Why don't I pet it, give it a home, and dress it up," she thought. Then she hugged it and thought about its name. It squeaked curiously up at her, oversized claws gently poking her fingers.
"I shall take you home and name you Squishy and you'll be my Squishy!" she said.
"Squishy" seemed rather nonplussed by the idea of being so named, but it consented to being cuddled and fed, peering curiously from two-toned eyes. The girl, who was on the verge of telling Squishy (and the readers) her name, suddenly fell silent as she heard a distant roaring from deep in the forest.
It was a roar unlike any she had heard before in her not so long life and it caused both Squishy and her to tremble in fear and anticipation for what fearsome yet magnificent creature could create such a noise?
"I shall investigate this tintinabulation!" our heroine exclaimed.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 1:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 8:31 am
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((( Huh, I thought tinntinabulation was a made-up word by Edgar Allen Poe... that's cool they added it to the dictionary smile ))) The was no doubt about it now: the brush was whispering to her. She moved a few steps closer. Her fears gave her pause for only a few moments before her curiosity won her over and she reached for the murmuring brush.
Pushing the leaves aside with both hands, she saw a brightly colored creature who appeared to be in some distress. Looking around for some inspiration as to what to do, she was struck with an idea.
"Hey! Why don't I pet it, give it a home, and dress it up," she thought. Then she hugged it and thought about its name. It squeaked curiously up at her, oversized claws gently poking her fingers.
"I shall take you home and name you Squishy and you'll be my Squishy!" she said.
"Squishy" seemed rather nonplussed by the idea of being so named, but it consented to being cuddled and fed, peering curiously from two-toned eyes. The girl, who was on the verge of telling Squishy (and the readers) her name, suddenly fell silent as she heard a distant roaring from deep in the forest.
It was a roar unlike any she had heard before in her not so long life and it caused both Squishy and her to tremble in fear and anticipation for what fearsome yet magnificent creature could create such a noise?
"I shall investigate this tintinabulation!" our heroine exclaimed. With Squishy safely perched upon her shoulder she began creeping stealthily through the brush towards where she believed the roar had come. As she brushed past a patch of momeraths, she heard the roar again - and it seemed to come right behind the tree in front of her.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 2:27 pm
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