Poor Mr. Beasley got his whobbly-jangleies cut off yesterday. So this last was a night spent in ouchville.
Good news though: he's much better this morning -- excepting for a tendency to turn around every few steps, and look confused, as if somebody has called his name but is suddenly no longer there.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Mr Beasley is Walkin Funny
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