Could I have done so well?
How dear is my Cat. She had left for school and only seconds later I heard pounding on the door. She was back, with tears. She'd fallen on some ice just down the driveway and fell in the puddle. I had just commented as she had departed that someone might say she looks like an easter egg - bright pink pants, burgundy sweater, pink short socks. She'd claimed at one time that she's "colourful". Now there was a very dirty egg and one that was broken - inside. Wow - didn't take us long to put those pieces back together again. She was chuckling as she went out the door. YES Cat! I love you.
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