Sweet Cyrrie
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This morning a very tired human kept hitting the snoozer, then dangling her arm off the bed. When some very soft/warm/soft brushed her hand, she considered opening her eyes to see who-wuz-who. Not necessary, because a second later her fingers were being lovingly gobbled as only the Cyrano can do...
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Tonight I went to clean Cloud's eyes for her - she almost escaped but not quite - and expressed her frustration/indignation very loudly. And who should come galloping up to defend his sister? Such a sweet heart! (And did Cloud appreciate it? Probably not....)
posted by Lizzy at 8:32 PM
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But did she bop him? That's the REAL question. It's my turn to be tired today. Putting finishing touches on the design. Next to iron and cut the fabric,if I can actually keep my eyes open and my body standing.
It's Caturday - and where is teh Nubie? We worry about you, we worry! Off to eat dinner, we'll check back.
No bopping, thank goodness. Oh, I can't wait for the finished product, but rest up first! And, finally, nubie news is posted!
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