Saturday, March 24, 2007

Drowsy Hat, dreaming of butterflies.
Still tired this morning. Weak legs.
Spencer was hungry, and meowed at me from her bed box. Mera had been here at dawn.
Kiki was here last night, more subdued. I watched him like a hawk. Each time he started to sniff around, I shouted at him. Then Spencer beat him up real good at the gate.
We had an early night.


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