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Thursday, January 7, 2010
Night, Night Biscuit
We realized that we had not heard any pitter-patter from Carolyn's feet for a while, so when we turned the corner we found her putting Biscuit to sleep. She covered him with blankets, was rubbing his back, and said "Night Night, Biscuit."
1 comment:
Biscuit looks pretty comfy.
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