Budged
Moby has been in an odd mood all day. This evening, he sat upon D, and would not be budged.
Posted by Zhoen on Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Essays. Meanderings and mutterings. Lots of photos of our cat. Counting coup on fifty years existence.
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走开。 我每次将报告您。
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4 comments:
maybe Moby is susceptible to being in the presence of a 91% full moon.
I used this.
perhaps he thought D was in need of cat assurance
just to say hi... (I missed you)
On the subject of dormancy, I have been doing a spot of regeneration.
The energy comes back eventually, all the better for a break...
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