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aamusedinatx) wrote2005-12-30 08:42 pm
aamusedinatx) wrote2005-12-30 08:42 pm
A blustery, rainy night
The little cottage rattles and shakes as wind gusts blow against the windows and the shingles. I'm sitting here bundled up in fleece from had to toe and still I feel cold just from the suggestion of the damp outside.
There will be no walking the dork dog tonight. Not in this soup.
It is becoming more difficult to chase down the frankenkitty to give her medicine. This is actually a good sign, it means she's feeling better...and annoyed. She is currently glued to one side of the space heater while her adopted little brother is sprawled on the otherside looking for all the world like a beached whale with four legs and fur.
Frankenkitty
And a weary dork dog
There will be no walking the dork dog tonight. Not in this soup.
It is becoming more difficult to chase down the frankenkitty to give her medicine. This is actually a good sign, it means she's feeling better...and annoyed. She is currently glued to one side of the space heater while her adopted little brother is sprawled on the otherside looking for all the world like a beached whale with four legs and fur.
Frankenkitty
And a weary dork dog