Etude developed a soul warbling songs in the dark to the mice for weeks after being thrown in the trash. I felt very sad when the little fellow finally grew silent. Naturally, I assumed he'd died.
Poor Etude, being erased once in awhile is the price you pay for having a soul. You are always redrawn again. Perhaps until you are ready to come back as a harmonica, a clarinet, and, finally, a breath of fresh air.
Roy, I hate that "getting redrawn" phase. Been through that a few times myself. But I'm still not sure if I can tell the difference between "getting it right" and "getting it different".
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Aww, glad he's still with us!
Poor Etude, being erased once in awhile is the price you pay for having a soul. You are always redrawn again.
Perhaps until you are ready to come back as a harmonica, a clarinet, and, finally, a breath of fresh air.
Paula, me too. You gotta love his pluck.
Roy, I hate that "getting redrawn" phase. Been through that a few times myself. But I'm still not sure if I can tell the difference between "getting it right" and "getting it different".
Is that...is that a Jeep XJ peeking through the door?
Yes, indeedie, Mr. Donut. That is a Jeep XJ peeking through the door. Good eye.
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