when i wrote the first words of my first novel (never to be seen again), i knew that romance was where i belonged. our last house had a dog shower. to cut this, you need a sharp knife with a thin blade. the craft offered an alternative point of access: through books, through nature, through one another. this can be found under the “details & settings” section of the platform. you will never appreciate all your effort if the result is not good enough. she also showed me the proper way of changing diapers and giving him a bath. 