Before we left Florida, I knew I just had to climb in a little Spanish moss.
Beth said it wasn't a good idea to mess with Spanish moss. But I was just curious. She said there were little red bugs in there that would get in my fur. I didn't see any. She said, "We've got Spanish moss in Texas so what's was the big deal?"
I just like it, that's all.
I never noticed how cool the moss looks hanging down, blowing in the breeze. Sometimes you have to go on vacation to really notice things.
My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.