It was a
beautiful morning.
The forest was
hers, and it was glorious.
Truly, she felt
like Snow White, walking through the leaves, hearing the birds singing.
“Hello, little
squirrel” she said, as the squirrel flipped its tail gaily and scampered up a
tree.
“Good morning,
little toad” she said, as the toad blinked its googly eyes and hopped off.
Nothing could
ruin her day.
“Hmmm, I must
have left that out yesterday” she said, and as she picked up the cup half full
of dog food, a giant roach leapt out and ran up the inside of her shirtsleeve.
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