Tarantulas Hate Bridges

I think it's time for a Mitzi appreciation post.

A short one, at that.

Can she get any more adorable? No. The answer is no.

Arcadia finally has enough money to build a new bridge. Actually, let me clarify. I've had more than enough for a while, I mean, hell, I've had enough for the lighthouse/windmill, but I'm just too lazy to donate it. Also, I don't want to accomplish everything at once, (hence why filling up the museum is taking me a long time) so I kind of drag these things out in long spans of time so I don't get bored of playing without a goal later on.
So I looked at my choices.

These are terrible choices.
Why would I want to build a bridge… right next to another bridge?
After I left town hall, I saw a tarantula for the first time. And then I was too slow.

Gloria's sick. I don't care.

I think you're having an identity crisis. You're a duck, not a dog.

Scout, being the night owl she is, crawled out of her cave and stepped outside for once.

She played a round of hide-and-seek with the neighbors, who picked spots right next to one-another.

Clyde, you suck at this.

Stupid horse. Open your eyes, I don't think you can't see straight.