tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879731.post114277945356671087..comments2023-04-29T03:26:13.903-05:00Comments on Spinning Another Tale: Miss ShellySpinning Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10357092955594187207noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879731.post-1143024270695020492006-03-22T05:44:00.000-05:002006-03-22T05:44:00.000-05:00You are just too flipping cute for words. It all c...You are just too flipping cute for words. It all comes out in da writing, my friend, trust me.<BR/><BR/>Shelly sounds like my very first dog. By eighteen, she was blind as a bat and more deaf than not ... had mysterious growths in odd places and even smelled a little toward the end. But I still well up a bit when I think about her. <BR/><BR/>Considering Shelly's "conditions" perhaps you should have shared your<BR/>Southern Comfort with HER and not the plant?<BR/><BR/>Excellent story SG ...!Weary Haghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15809105824011470783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879731.post-1142811923235027812006-03-19T18:45:00.000-05:002006-03-19T18:45:00.000-05:00this isn't Flash Fiction Friday!I want my money ba...this isn't Flash Fiction Friday!<BR/><BR/>I want my money back!Ubermilfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08685628102770311287noreply@blogger.com