Sunday, January 10, 2010
This is what I felt like doing this morning:

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I felt like Fred-Flinstoning the cat out the back door into the 8 degree Fahrenheit (-13.3 degree Celsius) weather.

Somehow, and I don't know how, six days a week he's still asleep when I get up. And invariably on Sunday, my only day off right now, he's up at 4:30.

Today he woke me up three times before 6:30. How is that even possible?!

I know it becomes a lot less possible if he's a catsicle ...

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