I am lucky. I never have to sleep alone. Every morning when I wake up, there is someone beside me in bed. Tuna, most often, but sometimes Pomona. Or, when I am especially lucky, both of them. Mabel rarely jumps up on the bed, although when she was younger she usually did too.
Friday, May 13, 2005
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