Poor little fella, all alone in the bushes, waiting for the day he will be found and rescued. Unbeknownst to him, the whole neighborhood lets out a sigh of relief every day the bushes grow closer. The closer they grow, the safer they are. Poor little fella.
1 comment:
haaahaaahaa...never thought of it that way! On the other hand, if the firefighters can't find the fire hydrant, that's probably not good either! Interesting perspective!
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