Harley moved on out of the Thermally-Insulated House That Terry Built, to spend the evenings on a chair in my kitchen. Pumpkin (wasn't me who named her) moved straight in, while the bed was still warm. Here she is at home on my fleece jacket that I cut up to fit, ready to receive guests.
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