Hey dearest furiends, how are ya’? I’s gotta tell ya’, we’ve been pawfully worried about all of you especially those in the path of all those nasty storms. We’ve been meowing lots of extra purrayers and checking the fakebutt to make sure everypawdy was okay. I’s been so stressed about it, I’s actually hurled mine’s breakfast.
Hey dearest furiends, how’ve ya’ been? Let me tell ya’, brofurs need to come with a manual. they also need an off switch. Can any kitty tell me ifin there is one? That Zebby never stops.
Hey dearest furiends, how are ya’? I’s feeling soooooo much better. Yep, the meds and your purrayers have done the trick and I’s eating and playing, and purring up a storm again.
(Raena runs in to the living room panting) Hey dearest furiends so good to see you. Zebby?! Where are you? Hurry up! It’s storming so we can’t be on the computer fur very long. But, it’s Blest Sunday and time to count our Blessings. Zebby? Are you coming?
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