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Rena in the South

Saturday, November 22, 2008

One Life Down

Dan just came home from the dump with Edmund the kitten. There was a broken box Dan was about to throw in the trash compactor. As he grabbed it, he felt something furry. This was not the brightest litter of kittens we've ever had.
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