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Dent, a/k/a “eleven pounds of sadness,” was being adorable in my gym bag before I worked out this evening.
She is a malevolent, cuddle-averse hate lump masquerading as a small set of poorly-tuned bagpipes in a fur coat. This entry was originally posted at http://digitaldiscipline.dreamwidth.org/1063815.html. Please comment there using OpenID.