As I discovered back in mid 2006, once most any Gregor Lobnik briar finds its way into your hand, it becomes a real bear to put down; right now this comforting bent Egg is feeling so good in my paw, I would almost rather toss a Bush Baby
across a highway than put it back in the tray. Sure, with a blasted grain and dual-stain such as presently before you, I could wax about the same at length, but - well, it's now before you, rendering any commentary about as useful as having a man describe a fireworks display you are in the process of watching. It's definitely a dandy.
--R. 'Bear' Graves