We still have cats. Even though we tried to give them away. And Richard feels sorry for them when it is cold outside. So he lets them in, against my wishes. He calls them the Thunder Cats for all of you 80's kids. I love them, but I wish they had a different home. I literally died the other day when I was trying to "work" (you can't do this when the kids are awake - its really just not possible) and I heard a deep growl and then Woodson came sauntering up to me saying "its ok little bit" through his paci while carrying the beast....And she is a beast!
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Woodson, cat wrassler!
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