Mommy threw me in a pile of leaves and now look at me- I'm stuck! What is the meaning of this? Why would these leaves fall from the trees and why would Daddy then put them all in a pile? Furthermore, why am I in the pile? Onyx was no help. He's just as confused as I am. It seems that as my level of learning and observation increases so apparently does the level of bizarreness in the world. Oh well, at least the leaves are soft. Perhaps some day I will run and jump into a pile. That sounds like a lot more fun.
Have a great weekend!
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