while the sewards were gone, we fed the cats every night. dominic loved it.
walking across the cul-de-sac:
"hi tigger!" (dominic loves tigger more than tigger loves dominic)
carrying the food to the bowls:
pouring into the bowls:
"tigger how come you get special food?" (tigger is getting quite old)
"that looks good - can i taste it?"
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