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| Saturday, July 14, 2012, 9:49:43 AM |
I was already late going to my creative writing class yesterday, when I rushed into the living room for my bag. I spotted something underneath the table, from the corner of my eye. And then I went closer and saw that it was... a dead shrew! I felt sorry for the poor little critter, a victim of our all too adventurous cat... But already being late, I did the only thing I could do: leave BF a note on his breakfast plate "dead mouse under table!" and ran to catch my bus. That way we could both enjoy a surprise first thing in the morning  |
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