Golem, golem, golem, I made you out of clay.
Welcome folks to the Sapir-Whorf Hypothesis Hour.
NO YOU'RE DOING IT ALL WRONG
Meanwhile, when last we left our intrepid raddidge she was talking about how standing builds strong bones and laughing at me for sitting down on the grass.
How come the word symmetrical isn't symmetrical? Why isn't it a palindrome?
When I got off at my exit, I slowed down because there was something in the road. A little black and ginger kitten no bigger than my hand was stuck to the asphalt. I gently pried her from the road and brushed her off. Spot was in the car and took to grooming the new companion. Finally I arrived at the parking garage at the mall and got both cats in my backpack. Reckon the zipper didn't hold because a few steps later my backpack was one Spot lighter! I panicked, frantically searching for her. The little unnamed kitten was safe and asleep in my bag.
That's when I woke up and gently nudged my leg around where I found a sleeping Spottles. The rest of my rest was peaceful and uneventful much to my contenment.