Mr. Mun-Bun, if you keep turning from toy to tot, we are going to continue this charade—a lot.

You may hope to be a freebooter in every evening dream, but digging for treasure in rainy weather is only uncovering my oh-please-not-again scream.

Listen, my fuzzy hearty. When searching summons slaister, then a trip to the washer is on agenda’s X-spot next. And, that this happens daily has me assured I am also quite-and-very hexed.

Weather gods and velveteen laws have led this mom’s serenity amok. Though, a lucid solution has recently cogitated: Kiss instead of squeeze the paws for better blessed luck. ; )

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