Anubis cries to tell me he must go potty. He steps outside. It's 34 degrees and pouring rain. The moment the icy rain touches his useless coat, he starts dancing. As we dance to the orchard for him to go potty, one foot enters a puddle
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A fence is my dream. Oh, how I long for a fence! lol...
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Don't EVEN get me started on cold...34 degrees...WHINER!(lol)
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How have you been?
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