After the hunt
before the last bit of life had drained from the beast
they surrounded and fell upon it
bumping each other and jockeying for space
tremendous whipping and whirling commenced
bits flew about
not a scrap left over
oh the joys of a birthday party pinata....
LOL Tonight is Little Rita's 11th birthday party. There will be 13 -11 year old girls in this house, pizza, potato chips, cake, and pinata. Loud music, musical chairs, about 100 balloons...This house is small. Will the Ratburn and I survive? Stay tuned!
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