”Sure, we can be friends," I told the mallard. "But there's only on problem."
"With M&M, I know it's him because of his injured duckbill. But you look just like all the others. I can't be much of a friend if I can't even tell you apart from the others, can I?"
He stayed around for a long time, so I sketched him (as well as Ruby the dragonfly who kept him company).
My friends at the park: it's the shoe-shaped shell that I recognize Quasi the turtle for; Slit the carp got her name from the healed rip around her lip; and Dent's name came from her bruised skull. Hm; I know they were uncomfortable situations for all of them, but these things are what make them special today.
