>True Love


We’re walking along, minding our own business when the monkey lets out a GASP!!…… Trac…. Tracc…. TRACTOR!!! MAQUINA!!! TRACTOR!!!

He was a little nervous about sitting in the seat, it was a wee bit tilty, after all.

Don’t worry, old girl, no matter how old and wobbly you get, I’ll always love you.