A week I ago I dreamt about this tiger from India and had to wake up early in the morning to paint him.
His face blushing in shame. The temptation proved too strong for Ferdinand the Bull as he munches away at the last flower that bloomed on his hilltop.
After learning that Little Red Riding Hood and Grandma haven’t spoken in years, the wolf goes for Plan B. Red however is very clever and decides to shop online.