Turds in the tub, and I'm talking about adults. Animals, that is.
How a Western set in the 1870s helps me appreciate all the little things that matter, and give thanks even for those things that hurt
And we never will as long as we insist that her original inhabitants could not possibly have possessed superior skills of any kind.
My answer to the constant question:"How do you GET to do this?"
Or, Life in the Gobi When You Have Two Humps