This evening's rain is my friend. Tonight I am an armadillo and the rain and I are talking. The rain tells me it will keep me safe tonight. The sound of the rain shuts out the rest of the world and I like it this way. I am not hungry. I can stay where I am. Something heavy rustles outside my den. Quickly I curl up into a tight, armored ball, but the rain says,
"SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. It's nothing."
Image credit: http://www.atmos.washington.edu/2001Q2/211/groupC/biosphere.html
"SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. It's nothing."
Image credit: http://www.atmos.washington.edu/2001Q2/211/groupC/biosphere.html
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