You Better Believe It *p*
Cracked me up the other day when Queso jumped up onto the counter to retrieve the ball I’d miss thrown. Picked it up in his mouth didn’t he and jumped off the kitchen top to return it to me. Loco kitty.
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I never trust a man with matching socks.
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