After decorating the tree, Bedhead made himself right at home underneath. The kids found him quickly and chased him out promptly.
What a good kitty we have!
~Rose
Saturday, November 25, 2006
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Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away. ~Dinah Craik
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