Christmas Dreams wrote:So the turkeys are mine? And the breeding cakes are mine? What do I do with the turkeys?
Thanks so much!












~Tinsel~Kitteh~ wrote:Woah o.O So much. Yay~ Those three cats are adorable~ Are those bubbles?
Christmas Dreams wrote:So the turkeys are mine? And the breeding cakes are mine? What do I do with the turkeys?
Thanks so much!
ExAcTlY why wrote:I want to Convert
Username ;;
I want to convert 10 to raffle win for the day.
I want to Convert
Username ;;
I want to convert 3 candy canes to 1 santa hat.
Also, at the end, if we have extra items, do we get anything for them?
So far I should still have 1 or 2 candy canes left.
Electra Heart wrote:Thank you very much! :3
Do I post this here?
I want to Convert
Username ;;
I want to convert 3 candy canes to a santa hat.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I feel wet snow on my
cold, dry skin as
the darkness starts
to settle in.The
stars shine bright
to lead my way.
Through tall, snow
covered trees which
bend and sway in
the breeze.My heart
tells me in hours this
day will be past,
when the nighttime
comes to me slowly
at last. I am back in
the snow so pristine
and clean, but
sadness shows me it
was only
a dream.


Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I feel wet snow on my
cold, dry skin as
the darkness starts
to settle in.The
stars shine bright
to lead my way.
Through tall, snow
covered trees which
bend and sway in
the breeze.My heart
tells me in hours this
day will be past,
when the nighttime
comes to me slowly
at last. I am back in
the snow so pristine
and clean, but
sadness shows me it
was only
a dream.












Christmas Dreams wrote:I want to Convert
Username ;; Christmas Dreams
I want to convert 9t to 3 extra slots.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I feel wet snow on my
cold, dry skin as
the darkness starts
to settle in.The
stars shine bright
to lead my way.
Through tall, snow
covered trees which
bend and sway in
the breeze.My heart
tells me in hours this
day will be past,
when the nighttime
comes to me slowly
at last. I am back in
the snow so pristine
and clean, but
sadness shows me it
was only
a dream.





Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I feel wet snow on my
cold, dry skin as
the darkness starts
to settle in.The
stars shine bright
to lead my way.
Through tall, snow
covered trees which
bend and sway in
the breeze.My heart
tells me in hours this
day will be past,
when the nighttime
comes to me slowly
at last. I am back in
the snow so pristine
and clean, but
sadness shows me it
was only
a dream.
Users browsing this forum: Begreat8970, Fleckihund, sniffs, soda.starz and 3 guests