Let’s hope the dragon’s fiery breath has the innate ability to distinguish between forest denizens and foe and we don’t end up with any crispy critters.
Whenever I read that phrase, an immediate meme pops unbidden in my head. I don’t think I need to link to any pic either. 😆 A cat on his back lying in front of an open fire with legs akimbo and head away from the fire: “Chester, roasting his nuts by an open fire.”
“Roasting chestnuts by an open fire…”
FOOM!
Let’s hope the dragon’s fiery breath has the innate ability to distinguish between forest denizens and foe and we don’t end up with any crispy critters.
Whenever I read that phrase, an immediate meme pops unbidden in my head. I don’t think I need to link to any pic either. 😆 A cat on his back lying in front of an open fire with legs akimbo and head away from the fire: “Chester, roasting his nuts by an open fire.”
Let us mourn and honor their sacrifice.