| Elizabeth Bartley () wrote, @ 2008-08-14 02:39:00 |
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To my cat
Well, Brunder, I was just about to get up, start heading for bed, and give you your late-night dinner that you and Pilot-of-the-plastic-snacks have been reminding me you're entitled to for the past two hours when you crawled into my lap. This is not how you acquire dinner. Off you go!