Gimme Shelter …

“Come on in. Step lively, dinos,”
The three dino governors trampled in before the Tyrumposaurus, long tails not so much wagging as ready to lodge between their legs in an instant. 
There was the Neverglades’ Rondesantis, the Briankemp from Sweet Georgia Down and the Georgeabbott of Tinstar Texas.

Get Back …

It was a long march, but a happy march. A long line of dinos heading for the always pretty, never-less-than sun-baked beaches of the nirvana-inducing Neverglades. The trip was not only an annual pilgrimage, but a guilty privilege …