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- This place is a safety deposit box of memories for my son and daughter, who as adults,never had the pleasure of knowing my family. And for my grandson, who may never see me through adult eyes. A place if you will, for the misc. that does not fit elsewhere.
Hey, my cat does that, except she will ricochet against the wall.. do your cats do that?
ReplyDeleteI have a rambunctious youngster who ricochets off the backs of the loveseats, Spider Man fashion. He wants to play... Things get a little hairy of we are sitting there at the time, but he always expertly avoids the humans. He may be part flying squirrell, we're not sure...!
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