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Sammy-cat snuck in and peed on my studio (dog) couch, to get at Lily-dog. Then he came downstairs and nudged my piece of buttered toast (the cherished end piece) off the kitchen counter while I was washing the dishes. Lily dog chomped on it. I fished it out of her mouth. What was I thinking? It's 6:AM and I'm sure this is going to be a lousy day.
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