On Christmas Eve, while I was drying my last dish after baking and cooking up a storm all day, James walked in with an animal carrier containing a five month old kitten.
"I always feel so bad when I leave the house, Frank just looks at me like, 'hey man, where ya goin'? Let's play!' So I got him - well, and you - a kitten. I just went out to get
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