Wicka was dozing in the warm sun by the back door, and Christian reached out and rubbed him with his foot. Wicka woke up and stretched, and looked at Christian like "please come love me". I laughed and said, "Wow, that look says come love on me, adore me, cuddle me, doesn't it?"
Olivia was at the table eating a sandwich and said, "Mom, is it OK if I adore Wicka after I finish my sandwich?"
Getting back into shape. Again.
12 years ago
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