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I feel the need to ask what the dream was about...
Today Boy and I went to Walmart, to once again try to get a self set for the wannabe closet. Nick found exactly what I was looking for and, since it is 5 inches narrower than the other one, it should fit nicely.
We also got Chicken (I call her that, Nick named her Blackie) a bowl for her food that she can't tip over. I am amused that it is a cat food bowl.
I am being stared at by a scrawny white rat... I think she is trying to make me feel guilty for not taking her out.
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