Sassy thinks she owns the place already and Juliet believes Sassy belongs to her. I think the feeling is mutual... or interchangeable.
These two are peas in a pod. Sassy isn't getting much cage time in. She rode to school with us in the basket of the bike. Laura, the cross guard, was like, "What the?...."
But since when do I do anything like a normal person, like drive a car? or get a dog? or let the bath water just go down the drain?
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