How I wish that water actually did became wine. Sadly, that is a biblical myth I have not had the pleasure of seeing or tasting. In the desert, water becomes mud. Mud which the puppy likes to jump-in, roll-in, and eat-up. We found Ms. Abigail Buttercup face deep in a pile of mud Sunday morning. This is the stuff of nightmares….if it wasn't mud. Scary shit right?
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