01-11-2017, 02:40 AM
"Spaghetti," Samson answered. I make the sauce from scratch, "How are you feeling?" He asked as he looked his friend over. His eyes kept drifting from the tail to the ears and back.''
Instead of saying anything about it, he motioned to the table. "It's almost done. Can you set the table while put it all together?" Samson asked as he pulled the bread out of the oven. Flare padded in and sniffed at Miroku and she yipped softly wagging her tail.
Instead of saying anything about it, he motioned to the table. "It's almost done. Can you set the table while put it all together?" Samson asked as he pulled the bread out of the oven. Flare padded in and sniffed at Miroku and she yipped softly wagging her tail.