colt 45 and two zig zaggs
12-29-2014, 02:37 PM
The red eyes that gleamed from her own tiny face would be hit by the sun's rays as the very first bits of light peeked through and gleamed off the sun. Even before her mother's words the tiny nug was waking up from the exposure to the light. She would flop over onto her back as her mother detangled herself from she and her brother. She would hear her mother and father shuffle about in the den before her father's booming voice echoed through the den. Couple with her mother's nudges Ganja would be up and on her feet rather quickly. She would rub against her mother's legs lovingly before trotting outside the den to see her father, who was quite chipper as well. Eager eyes would take in the snow-covered land as her little neon green tail wagged excitedly behind her. This would be an excellent day. |
