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February 27, 2010

Finicky Pet

Last night when Bob laid down to go to sleep I went down to the foot of the bed and grabbed his foot through the covers and pulled it to me. Then I laid on it and just when I was getting comfy he got up and said; "Sorry Frostin, my foot doesn't turn that way.", and then he moved me. I wasn't trying to make him comfortable!


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