Blocking all smells--be it the stink of my sister's hair or the freshness of the strawberries.
I cannot feel.
I am wooden.
Wooden nose.
On a side note, I realized we actually do have page views! Be it the unintentional visitor clicking the "next blog" button, or the secret stalker who likes snowmen made from wool.
(THE PUG PHOTO IS MEANT TO BE PLACED HERE WITH THE CAPTION "UNBELIEVABLE" BUT IT ALWAYS GETS PLACED AT THE TOP OF THE POST AND THERE IS NOTHING I CAN DO TO PLACE IT DOWN.
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