Wildebeest is out on the couch right now.
Sewing a patch on his favorite jeans.
Focusing on tiny stitches.
And singing.
Winnie the Pooh.
Well, a combination of these words, anyway, with an emphasis on willy and silly:
Winnie-the-Pooh,
Winnie-the-Pooh,
Tubby little cubby all stuffed with fluff.
He’s Winnie-the-Pooh.
Winnie-the-Pooh.
Willy, nilly, silly, old bear
Tracy Abell 
You should tape this (for future use, hehe).
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Missed my window of opportunity. Ah well, I have the memory.
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I knew I loved your Wildebeest.
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It’s these kind of moments that are crucial to our relationship.
Thanks for loving my Wildebeest, Kelly.
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It’s these kind of moments that are crucial to our relationship.
Thanks for loving my Wildebeest, Kelly.
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I wonder if Wildebeest is a Taoist.
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I love little slices of life like this. They’re the glue that sticks together our album of Precious Memories.
I meant to comment on the wonderful comic strip you posted yesterday–it so perfectly wraps up the First Pages sessions I attended at the conference. Too late, though, because it’s been disappeared. (?)
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I love little slices of life like this. They’re the glue that sticks together our album of Precious Memories.
I meant to comment on the wonderful comic strip you posted yesterday–it so perfectly wraps up the First Pages sessions I attended at the conference. Too late, though, because it’s been disappeared. (?)
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