Saturday, July 31, 2004

The Feeder is Gone

The Feeder has left me. Again. Auntie Sabrina is very nice though. She talks to me more than The Feeder does, and she doesn't call me rat. Also seems to stumble in drunk less (or maybe that is because The Feeder isn't here to drink martinis with her). Oh well, makes a change from seeing Tucky the cat drooling over me.


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