the cats share a pouch of what looks like shredded rubber suspended in gravy, the cats usually lick the gravy off the rubber, their tongues flicking the rubber pieces around the floor where they dry into sharp little shards
this morning Wheezy got to breakfast first and wolfed down both bowls without doing the licking thing
within a minute she had regurgitated bits of rubber and gravy all over my computer cables
France’s uneasy relationship with the Holocaust - Caroline Moorehead at the Times Literary Supplement: When, in 2004, Irene Némirovsky’s lost manuscript,Suite française, came out in France, it became the l...
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