A n d a l é W h i p p e t s
est 2004
December 20, 2008
Although it's only 18°...
Mariah must play outside.
Seems she's lost something.
What can it be?
WHERE can it be...
She's lost her head!
Kidding!
There is something else lost...
And she won't stop...
Until she finds it.
Is is over there?
Is it under the snow?
Is it over here?
It's got to be...
Here somewhere.
Doesn't it?
AH HA.
She found it.
The milker!
Now she can run...
And run...
And run.
Until finally...
She's tired.
Meanwhile, the peanut gallery watches Mariah.
And Zumi watches for Carol.
