Sunday night, Mister and I watched the season finale of Jordan together in bed. He let me snuggle with him until he fell asleep with his little paw on my shoulder, just like my little fur baby.
Not my dirt baby.
Anyway, I came across this word that I like: otiose.
A lot has transpired in the past 10 days, but it is just too.
Happy Birthday Ma.
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