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May

I am not a slinky…

Why is it the cat NEVER needs to go up the stairs until I do? Then it’s a mad dash to see how many times she can trip me. Doesn’t she know I’m the only one in the house who knows where the cat food lives? My boys will barely feed themselves… does she really believe if something happens to me they’re going to think, “oh hey, I bet the cat might want to eat this week?” Honestly, I don’t think they know how to open anything except a potato chip bag and unless she develops a serious Lay’s addiction, she’s going to miss me after I fall to my death over her furry little tail.

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Life, liberty and my observance of fatuousness in the world around me, as well as a few words of wisdom thrown in from time to time for balance. In other words, I'm a writer. FMI: sherrilynkenyon.com

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