My How You’ve Grown
It’s hard to imagine Cotton was ever THAT little. Or that I ever found it “cute” when he was sitting on the table. It finally stopped raining a while ago and so while I was puttering around enjoying the lovely sunshine, I had to chase him off the table three times. *sigh* It’s hard to believe that it’s only 73F here today…a week ago it was 109F. I’m definitely not complaining.
At that size, I’d be afraid even tempered glass would break…that would definately be bad for him…
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