most friday mornings you'll find a few faithful fellows (and fellow-ettes) at our house to pray.
the last one we had, it was FREEZING.
our heater doesn't work, i don't think, although kate said it was getting fixed today, because we apparently had swarms of workers clattering through the house this morning.
i didn't see them. and nothing seems different, except for the faint smell of paint.
i think kate is making things up again.
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i am coming to feel quite at home in this little house of yours. thank you for letting me use the shih tzu mug, and for taking such good care of dear kate. i eagerly await our next time together, my friend(s).
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