Tuesday, August 5, 2003WILDLIFE AFTER HOURSIt was around midnight last night when I asked RG to take Cassidy for her final walk of the day. The downstairs door had barely slammed shut when I knew a disaster had occurred. Our entire apartment, plus every square inch of available air space in our 6 unit condo association was filled with an... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Cynthia at 1:33 PM Comments (2) (link) |
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