Cats have always like me. Even today I find strays eyeing me at the store.
I have some of the best conversations with myself. I never interrupt myself and I'm always interested in what I have to say making me a better listener.
This happened last week. How can a 15 lb dog have so much sheet pulling power?
Did that last Wednesday, Friday Sunday and Monday. But I got a lot done on two Tuesdays in a row and a Saturday.
It's a tight circle and I really just don't have the room.
I believe in God and stuff but I want nothing to do with heaven. What on Earth would I do there. I ask God, "just let be float around in space so I can explore." Screw going to heaven.
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