Flo’s Return
Flo returned from Arizona, tan, and tired from the long plane ride, but effusive about her sister and brother-in-law who treat her like royalty. After we entered her apartment, the first thing Flo did was look under her bed for her cat, Abu. And Abu, dsyfunctionally true to form, meowed, but did not budge from her dark hiding place. Chris, her new found fourteen year old cat sitter, left affectionate notes, including a description of the cat’s puke and how he had cleaned it up with a warm wash cloth.
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