Mar. 28th, 2009 at 5:34 PM
After 6 months, he deigned to not only go downstairs, but out the back door to lay in the leaves I'd piled up there, waiting to be bagged up. Caena was wrapped around the garbage can and couldn't come anywhere near him, much to her dismay.
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And of course, the leaves. ;D Cats. Leaves. It was inevitable.