Thursday, August 23, 2012

Thou

A few good eggs, a glass of beer,
And thou beside me, with a cat.


Twas a longassday. With insufficient lunch. D rubbed my feet. I am unspeakably grateful and pooped.
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Relatively Retiring said...

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01:19
The Crow said...

Ahh...pampered feet are a great reason for gratitude. Hope you feel better in the morning.

01:29

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