Monty Python for Cats
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Sometimes small slices of life can say volumes about a marriage...
Blair and I went grocery shopping early this morning and as we got into the car I said, "Brrrr."
"Really?" said Blair. "I think it's nice out."
For a response, I held one of my hands against his cheek. He jerked away. "Woman! You're cold." He started the car and muttered, "Damn undead..."
Cheers,
Dena
I'm not sure how I'm going to live with the guilt.
Yesterday was beautiful weather, so I opened the back door to let in some fresh air. Blair screened in our back porch a couple of years ago and sometimes the cats like to sit out there.
About 7:30 last night, as it was getting dark, I looked on the porch to make sure there were no cats out there and then closed the door for the night. I went to the front of the house to do some work and then settled in front of the TV at 9 pm to watch Modern Family. Blair got home about 9:15 and we watched TV together until 10.
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