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Dis mornin I sat on my mama while she looked at the big light box. She was very warms & gave me nice pets. When the Princess & that dog thing come from outside their fur is cool & schmells different.  My fur is poofy but it itches sometimes.  Mama gived me a hooman bath. I didn't like it but I stopped being itchy. 

I'm going to play wif my sparkly ball. 

T. Winchestor III


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Gosh, Thor's gotten so big!  I just think about how very tiny and vulnerable he was when you first rescued him and his sibling(s).  Thank you for taking him into your home and into your heart!

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Its totally the way he's sitting :my_biggrin: he's maybe 6 lbs. He looks all buff bc of his winter fuzz but he's just a little chubster.  But he is a far cry from the jelly bean he was a year ago. 

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