"Dad!" Logan came running into the room and climbed onto my lap. "The kitty tried to bauf [barf] on me and I runned away."
"He did?" I asked.
"Ya, you know, like when we puke on the highway," he nodded.Yes, I know what you're referring to and so often I wish I could have runned away too. Hooray for car sickness. Now, what do you suppose the cat's problem is?
- 31 July 2012
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