It wasn’t until after she put her glasses on that Samba realized she’d been whispering sweet nothings to a water bottle all evening long. That explained why her paramour had been so unresponsive, she guessed.
She made a mental note to see about contact lenses.
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Previously
2008: No entry.
2007: Possibly if I stopped buying toys for the cats there wouldn’t be such an issue with them scattered everywhere, but I guess cat toys is my other illness.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.