Sometimes you have to stop and smell the roses...
Aren't they beautiful? I was mesmirized by them for hours. Honest. I kept coming back to smell them all evening long. The humans thought it was funny, but that's okay. They don't know about my softer side.
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Oh this reminds me of the bull Ferdinand, who likes sitting quietly under a cork tree just smelling the flowers. :)
Love Tito :)
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