Diablo: What was that smell?
Phoenix: Grossed me out.
Diablo: What was she doing?
Phoenix: Smelled like she tried to ram her hand down the Airdale’s throat.
Diablo: Ich. Dog slobber.
Phoenix: Then she had the audacity to pet us.
Diablo: Gave me the shivers.
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Ah! I love it! Phoenix and Diablo sound like marvelous cat friends. Webster used to have a blog, but he asked me to delete it for him after he died- he said it gave him the creeps to think that his identity might exist in cyber-space after he is gone.
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