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Originally Posted by vivaldirules
Good mor......night?! Bedtime??? You get up and get out there and shovel some damn snow right now! Wait. Wrong dude. Sorry. Well, good night then. I guess. This is such a strange commune. And did I just see a smoldering chicken walk past singing about his rumbly in his tummy?
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It gets better. In my world, it's now Friday night and another work week is over.
That crazy Norton decided after less than 4 hours that I'd had enough sleep and it was time for me to wake up.
Just tried to put his swimming vest on him so we could take a dip in the pool, but he wouldn't let me. He wants to go swimming, but thinks it's funny to fight with me over the vest, which he needs to keep his ears out of the water. He's very prone to ear infections.