
Dear Uncle Max spent a great deal of time and creative energy constructing a Yuletide Dragon- which sadly was destroyed by mini monsters within moments of introducing them to it. Happily - its fate was simply to exist till such a time of destruction as it revealed greater treasures withing its gut... and arms.. and head.....
I think Max has missed his true calling - this was a
It was in fact holding a bed for our dog ( which we have not as yet gotten.... in January.......not that the date means anything to the kids other than its not NOW!)
the kids were so ferocious, the poor dragon had no chance....
heres a photo of it being held down and ripped to shreds..
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I wanna be ther - i miss my family
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