Sarah likes to challenge herself.
First, she got with me, and that's a challenge. Then she agrees to bring a young hound into our life when she is 41/2 months pregnant. Then, whilst pregnant and getting used to the curious physical changes and odd discomforts that accompany such a state, she breaks her little toe.
Puffy and blue with scattered purple tones her little toe stands apart from the others. It's as if her other four toes are ignoring the fat kid who is always hanging around, not really contributing to anything in any real significance. Send some love and healing her way please.
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