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Sunday, March 22, 2020
Start the morning on the floor furnace.
Naps on the bed.
Before they figured out how to climb out.
When the two moms decided to climb in.
Stalking the wily leopard slipper.
In the beginning.
These are NOT Montana cats.
I don't have any sheep.
Mary Strachan Scriver
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