Last night as I was taking the long walk from number 4's house to mine... after watching "Savannah Smiles" all alone and bawling so hard Petchi was seriously concerned.
Last night as I stepped on the wet grass, I noticed a very motionless and sprawled out cat lying in the weeds and Petchi didn't.
Last night I called my SIL/neighbor to send over her husband #4 pronto! ... to take care of that dead cat.
Last night when my brother came with a shovel, that cat was no where to be found.
Apparently that cat was not so dead after all.
Last night I had to eat one or four fudgesicles to make up for the emotional roller coaster I was on.
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Well you can't win them all. I wonder how #4 feels being so close. Kinda like #2 and my mom.
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