Bug

“Hey”, said Saskia, “You’d better write nice things about me in your B*L*O*G*, otherwise, your head comes off when you get back”!

How could I not write nice things, Anyway…?

She’s the only 11 year old who takes me to Lunch.
There’s no one on this whole Planet that I love more than little number 1 BUG.
A couple of summers ago, she said: “take my picture; I’m gonna run to you and Jump”!

I aimed and took a shot.