Friday, February 13, 2009
in a breeze that you once blew
Aside from his really unhealthy eating habits, sometimes I'd like to trade lives with Digby for a day. It would be nice to bask in the sun and roll around in the sun and stretch out in the sun and fall asleep in the sun and have a person cuddle me and then sleep in the sun some more and then play in the sun and contemplate in the sun and have a bath in the sun and get cuddled some more over and over and over and over.
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You stole my cat!
Although Digby gets a lot of love, he never dishes any out. What a jerk.
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