Submitted by FakePlasticFish on Tue, 08/19/2008 - 11:01.
Soots has taken over many of Arya's old dutie while she is out of commission, the thorough examination of my weekly plastic waste being one of them. As I write this, Arya is lying on the floor at my feet, wishing I'd take the elegant collar off her neck and let her pull out her sutures. Friday, little kitty, Friday they come out. Then, you can lick your wounds all you want.
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