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The Out Moby prefers to that Cold Out that makes him shake his paws in disgust. No birds, yet, though. But grass to eat, so that's good.
Labels: Moby-Photos
Posted by Zhoen on Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Essays. Meanderings and mutterings. Lots of photos of our cat. Counting coup on fifty years existence.
The Out Moby prefers to that Cold Out that makes him shake his paws in disgust. No birds, yet, though. But grass to eat, so that's good.
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