This year, I do feel really good. There is still much water in the mountains. Mom likes it less. She thinks it would be too wet, and of course it would rain too often. I like the water, but only in nature. At home she gave me a larger plastic tub filled with clean water. I'm not purely voluntary to get inside. But Ionce I'm in, I sit down and make so the water again more consumer-friendly. If you taste it then, you can still imagine the pond. An invitation each time to take a hit.
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