of all the rugby pitches in all the world she had to walk onto mine
I'm at 'practice' - in the summer we pretty much just play 7s, since that's what most of the tournaments are - running around, minding my own business, when I almost step on a big gray rock. The field we use is a travesty and possibly also a stone farm, so this is hardly unusual. However, when it started to move I had to take another look
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That's the thing about cats - the best ones seem to find you, rather than the other way around :) Have fun with her!
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