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Everybody else is doing it…
I was a whippet, which seems perfect. My name was unpronounceable and unmemorable, which. Um. Isn’t. Right? Heh.
I’m jealous — a whippet is awesome.
Yep, a whippet is indeed awesome. Truer words have never been spoken.
But I’m not judging! No, those of us who once succumbed to taking the Harry Potter quiz (you know, which house are you in?) do not judge.
I’m jealous that everyone seemed happy with theirs…
I really think a cat one would fit me better (ocelot, maybe?) but I keep getting an osprey.
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