
Tomorrow, we head out to where we found Munk to return him to his home land. It'll be sad I'm sure, but everything must come to an end.. right?
I imagine that he'll look over his furry little shoulder, wish us fair well, and skip into the forest of pine. Never to be seen again. And my good deed will be done.
2 comments:
It was a very good deed.
Your mothers daughter.
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