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We don’t do fist bumps: We buy cat toys

June 6, 2008


Rain was falling in the most morose Puget Sound June way.  It was not at all a proper Friday evening.  My husband and I considered our prospects:  leftover crockpot soup and books.  The Cat was whining. 

We hit Farrelli’s for lasagna (for my husband) and Mom’s Tossed Salad (for me).  Then Trader Joe’s for cat food.  Then, the reason for our Friday night date expedition: Mud Bay Granary for a new cat toy.

Clearly, the catnip rat was the Right Idea.




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