Cathy Sly1 Comment

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Cathy Sly1 Comment

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a wake up text, with photos, that her first grandson was here and all went well, the last cucumber in the garden, Basil's turtle, which he had buried in the garden, and how nervous he got when i got close to it, vet's that understand they are not just dogs, left over soup, to do lists, vases full of flowers and a clean desk. . .