The hats, oh the glorious hats. I put them on little chicks, and big ol' bulls. Then we dance the night away under the full moon. Then in the wee hours just before the sun rises...We throw our hands in the air and wave them around like we just don't care.
The Next Poster was touched by an Angel. Caught the whole thing on his/her smart phone and is sewing for the Angel for all of it. And I mean ALL of it.