I can’t find Bleeb, either. Is he under the llama’s foot? Smooshed into the painting upper right? Stuck in that snow globe? Or [gasp] fizzling on top of the lamp? Hope he’s safe.
“All along the southbound odyssey, The train pulls out at Kankakee, Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.” – from The City of New Orleans by Bob Dylan
I can’t find Bleeb, either. Is he under the llama’s foot? Smooshed into the painting upper right? Stuck in that snow globe? Or [gasp] fizzling on top of the lamp? Hope he’s safe.