Rose loves to practice her meowing. I suspect that when I am not at home, she stands near the door and shrieks whenever someone passes by. Like that’s not too embarassing.
And I think she needs to go to the dentist. Look closely. She’s turning into Chenno as we speak.
Furthermore, my knee is killing me. I know it doesn’t look like much, but however small, at least it looks like something. I must have bashed it at work yesterday and can’t remember. Either way, after sitting for like, 3 minutes, when I got home yesterday, it felt like it was broken. I could barely do stairs at all, and walking really sucked.
In theory we’re going to Ottawa early next week.
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