Poor little piggy. I know 'first hand' just how he feels. Only it was a shoe that got me in trouble. Your illustrations always tell a story. This one puts me right in the neighborhood. I can just imagine what will happen next.Hope you will be feeling well, strong, and ready to roll very soon. Take Care! ( or better yet, as my Dad used to say..."Take a Chance!"
Ihpo you get well soon. This illo makes me laugh :) beautiful
Oh my, this reminds me of once when I broke a window in my house when I was about 10. I was 'twirling' (spinning myself in a circle till I got dizzy and fell down on the grass) and was holding a coffee can (why?) and it flew out of my hand and hit one of our front windows. I ran away, and shamefully, lied about it when asked. I still feel guilty about that...
Thanks you guys! :-) I have a broken window story too. My Dad got me a compound bow for Christmas. MY first arrow went right through a window and into the wall on the opposite side of the room. Thank God no one was standing in there at the moment!
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