Hamsters are amazingly resilient.
I had an OLD hamster who was stepped on not once but twice (the old girl was something of an escape artist and had an unfortunate attraction to people's feet), convincing me both times that she was dead and gone. A few minutes, though, and she was back on her...
Hm... I knew a pug once. She got a major tumor on her leg and was eventually put down, but while she was alive she was a sweet dog. Didn't do much, but what do you expect from a dog with a tumor and essentially no face?
Who names a toy "Bratz", anyhow? Last time I checked, being a brat was not a good thing.
They're possibly the most frightening-looking dolls I've ever seen (and that includes plastichaired Ken doll), and I DEFINITELY couldn't bear to see a whole movie's worth of them, even for the sake of...
*says nothing about silver mackerel tabby, knowing full well what that could start*
It's a pretty cat. That's ALL.
And now I'm going to get some work done!
*looks at pretty shiny points*
So happy.
But just for Aby's mental health, and that of innocent passers-by, I think I should refrain from attempting to answer any more of these for a while.
Grazie, grazie mille... Ow... sugar headache.
I downed three Tootsie rolls, a caramel, a toffee, an orange and some bubble gum during all that time that I was trying to think of the word "brown."
Cool!
*bows head humbly*
*looks around at my messy posts strewn about*
Wow, I sure got my post count up. Feel a little bad about it, as it bordered slightly on spam, but....