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Moth to a flame

Seen here taking advantage of one of the last warm afternoons of the season. Next week instead of hanging around the back door trying to hint that he'd like to be let out to roast in the sun he'll be loitering about the living room, pacing in front of the fireplace until we give in and throw on a log. I just realized that the last part of that sentence sounds like a euphemism for something terribly naughty.

10.30.2008 Daily Chuck comments closed
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Heather talks about public tantrums (from kids) on today's Momversation.

  • RIP Louis Mortimer Armstrong: http://bit.ly/1R4tv6
  • Hugs and kisses to you, too! RT: @Monkey_Tree: @dooce he probably committed suicide because he was tired of LISTENING TO YOU WHINE.
  • Our fish just died. And I'm sitting here crying. And it wasn't even my fault!

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