Leah Rayanne
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Under the weather and a big pile of blankets.
So here I am, spending my lovely Saturday in bed. Mom just walked out the door with the final words, “Gracie, you’re in charge,” which bestowed the authority of head of household upon our cat. Now, I know that cats are supposed to be able to tell when you’re sick and curl up with you and make you well, but I’m pretty sure that Gracie’s only goal is to get at my ginger ale on the bedside table. Continue reading
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