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Sunday, February 04, 2007

Coming and going

Just like that, Auntie Carole is leaving us again. It hardly felt like she was here because of the brevity of her stay, just two weeks, although I'm sure she enjoyed her stay due to other activities.

At least it was fun seeing Cooper constantly barking and wailing at her while she was smoking a cigarette at home. The little pug didn't know whether to tell her off or to circle her and lick her fingers. Chico was more civil, just quietly lying on his belly.

Her husband Uncle Butch is coming pretty soon here too, though, for his semi-regular golf thing. I can't wait for that too.

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