Kota soaked bones. Once upon a time we were not here. Kota now has to cope alone with her mistress because she left, I wonder how it will lift. When I'm gone I do not want to sleep alone in a room (normally sleeps with me in bed and fighting for a place, guess who has the best, P), migrates to the ironing board in the hallway. Ehhh ... 2 days and already I miss her.
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