You all know how I feel about sharing my space here, but I'll allow this one out of the kindness of my big ol' lumpy heart. We just passed four years since Miss Cleopatra went to the bridge, and, much like with mom & dad's crusty old pal orbit, her passing left them with huge holes in their hearts. As you all know, it takes beyond forever to get over losing us. We make you laugh, we make you cry, we frustrate you, and confuse you with our occasional weird antics and behavior. You're forced to clean up after us, keep us healthy & fed and generally allow us to be the bosses of your lives. And we're okay with that.
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Well, Smudge [June here] you're far braver than I. Good on you, am off 'n' away at the smallest noise, even the hall-cleaning-lady-with-her-too-loud-vacuum sends me running. Anywayz: happy day after to you and yours! Keep on hoping for better days ahead, keep on doing YOUR thing, such as it may be [like keeping those pawrents in their proper place], of course, remembering those who came before. And always, each your treats first: life is short.
We remember sweet Cleopatra. And she did make some of the funniest blogs. I'm not sure if it seems like four long years or four short years. We are glad to hear you managed with the fireworks. They were terrible here two nights in a row and quite honestly none of us appreciate them in our house.
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