While Jesse usually stays put in Jameson's room overnight, for whatever reason, he decided he needed to come hang out with Marty and I. In our bedroom, under our bed. Practicing his kick-boxing skills. From about 12:30 a.m. on, every few minutes I would hear and feel a little 'thump'. My husband could sleep through …
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Jesse the Cat – Part 1
I am not a cat person. They are moody, shed, and shit in a box. But when the contractor installing our patio last summer pulled a tiny, scrawny fur ball out from in between the pool and retaining wall, I fell in like. Just a little. It was in sad shape; it was so dehydrated that its …
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