Fifty pounds of cat food, Drug to front seat floor of car, Grabbed , Totted, Stuck upside down in front seat floor, March seventeenth to damn cold, Nothing to put it in, Slept all afternoon, No desire to go out in twenty -five degrees, Make repeated climbs up and down with bucket, All cat foodContinue reading “2 dam big”
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Val Whitewolf 