As most of you
have read by now, Mr Underfoot found his way home late, late last night (or very early this morning depending on how you count it). And thank goodness! Now the lovely
pescana is no longer the sad
pescana and she has all her shit in her new home*. In a little bit, we'll go round to all the shops to take down the fliers and visit the vet to get a
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