17Sep11 1940
R was jumpy and wiggly. We went out and ran around in the yard for awhile. He ate almost all his dinner. Z and G wanted to be rub and scratched so I obeyed. When P heard me get his food he began to squeak. I gave him his share of love too. All was good when I said bye.
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Saturday, September 17, 2011
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