Eventually, everyone was pleasantly tuckered out and resting in the soft grass, even the Sheriff.
But wait! Who's that running by?
*rowf* Just watching that girl wears me out! I'm pooped!
Happy Birthday, Ms Macie. Now I'm gonna take a nap!
"We are--each of us--dying; it's how we live in the meantime that makes the difference."
"It's not what you gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived!"
"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle."