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Friday always seems like the perfect random sort of day to me. Does it to you? I mean, the weekend is almost here, and anything can happen. I love the weekend! I bet you do too. Friday evening usually finds me right,

Yesterday Morgan came in with a hitchhiker; a slug tangled in the long hair at the tip of her tail. Ugh. Ever try to detangle a slug from the tail of an ornery cat with razor blades for claws? I mentioned

There's such an immediate rush to right now. Like things can't wait another second longer. It could be because spring has sprung and everything is flying, springing, greening, swimming, hopping and generally rushing head long into the season, or it