... have all been fed by the man with the knife. (Thanks to
Matt Gould for those lyrics.)
I am home.
Grandma was glad to see us. Now my wonderful cats are glad.
The rest was a truly terrible ordeal.
More when I feel that I can write about it without bursting into tears, going on a murderous rampage, and having a panic attack, all at once.
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