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It's the little things that really matter the most.

it rained and poured all night, and still is this moring. I couldn't help but fall deep into my pillow an sleep. something din't feel right. I got up and stared at the celing for a while. and heard a scretch, not form the celing, but from out side, still half a sleep I walked down the fall and to the kitchen window, to where the next door ladys cat was scretching on the glass shivering, and trying to get in. as soon as a opend the window, he ran in and jumped on the couch and ontop of my blanket........... what would have been your first thought?

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