Time is ticking slo-o-o-o-wly. Stomach grumbling. Meow.
Our little furry friend Rascal was getting a bit anxious Saturday night in Ace’s apartment. Rolling around, playing with her blue, furry mouse, scratching her post. It just wasn’t as fun as her work week here at the farm as the design studio mascot.
Buy props used in MaryJane’s books and magazine!
5% of profits will benefit www.firstbook.org, a non-profit that provides new books to children from low-income families throughout the U.S. and Canada.
Here’s how:
MaryJane will post a photo and a description of a prop and its cost along with a few details as to its condition here: https://shop.maryjanesfarm.org/MaryJanesCurations. It’s a playful way to be the new owner of a little bit of farm herstory.
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~~whew~~ Rascal was a very lucky kitty….could have been squashed kitty. We have a “Rascal” too. A (he)kitty,very orange and stripy. He gets to go out on the back patio on his leash with “mom&Dad”, when they go out to read the paper or enjoy a cool glass of tea or lemonade. Sometimes they even walk him thru the grass to see what (cool) bugs lurk there, for chasing…don’t ya know! He’s quite a spoiled boy…and knows it too. After all, that’s what kitty cats are for! *meow*