When you look into the eyes of a horse, you see the purity and wisdom of life. Just like if you look into the eyes of bear, you see the strength and blast.
I do not know what you see when you look into the eyes of a wolf, I cannot see into my own wolf eyes.
That would be really cool if I wasn't tired at 8:00. That would help, just like the hamburgers.
Alright you chip, we're going to lunch now. I'll bring the snacks and you bring Chicho. Bring in Velma and Britton, too. We need them for this to work.
Once I saw Britton do something very strange. I peeked in through his window one frosty night, I huffed and puffed until the ice thawed from the glass, and I saw him doing what looked like some kind of dance. He was watching the television, and bumping his behind on the couch. I couldn't see anything else going on. All of the lights were off, except for the television light peering through the curtains into my pupils. Greed overcame me when he pulled out a carrot.
I have no emotions anymore.
