He went from small and timid that first week
to large and spoiled shortly thereafter.
He has an enormous vocabulary of squeaks and chirps, he knows 9 words and phrases (treat, drink, snack, catnip, lettuce, let's get up, good-bye, I'll be back, and toy), and he's the reason I got together a 72-hour kit. So I guess today is also for celebrating the anniversary of me becoming a crazy cat lady.
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A year already? Wow. Time flies.
So how you doing? Okay, I hope...
Yes! Toby and I have a new freelance routine, which involves him sleeping next to my chair.
I sure miss having a proofreader, though!
Well, I'm always available for the odd question (or even the normal question), just an email away...
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