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HOAL FUDS
Ahh, da circle ob life.
No, this has nothing to do with the fact that the three dachsunds next door were found tied together like sausage links and were hung outside the butcher's.
There is a strange woman in our kichen who claims to be your girlfriend. I spread my used litter all over the floor in front of her so she won't intrude any further.
Don't bother me. I'm trying to remember Plan B.
Ok. I think I need a better plan.
