As I type this, at the dining table, Strat is once again sprawled out on that chair. I wish I had my camera. He's out cold with his eyes halfway open and I'm watching his eyeballs roll all around. It's really weird looking.Oh well, time to make dinner. Sorry for the lame post. Maybe tomorrow will be better. At least my last post wasn't two weeks ago... Lauren.
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Okay, okay. I posted something.
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