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Moondoggie and Riley:

“All I said was you could paint a white stripe down your back and I might get into a skunk costume and speak in a French accent, and then possibly chase you around the entertainment center while making kissy sounds like Charles Boyer, but fine! Forget it!

That’s what I get for putting that woman up on a pedestal…”

One Response to “Post-Friday Beast Blogging: Please Tell Him I’m Not Speaking To Him Edition”

They’re beautiful. Pet them for me? If I hug Iala anymore, she’s going to go batshit on me, I think. She’s a lap cat, but there are, it seems, limits.

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