Anni Mamundi

By An1ma

Group Hug

...Those words used to strike terror into my heart.

When I heard them I used to morph into an ironing board in human form.

However, I was ground down by huggers and now I'll even hug trees.

I'm going to be busy over the next few days so my blips might be thin on the ground (or thin in the ether?).
And might be of hospital waiting rooms whilst I accompany my Dad. Hmm.

At least I can give him a hug :-)

P.S. The ladybirds have also been hard to find recently, so I was pleased to see this.



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