Hez has a boyfriend.(Tony. He lives next door.)
Sometimes he's at the Malley's.
(His other next door neighbor.)
She doesn't like him much though.
But he's practically a part of the family.
Except that he'll still eat whatever I serve.
And he talks to me.
I've really, really missed being chatted up/yelled at/bossed around by a cat. (Verbally, lest you think Hez has abandoned her genetic heritage.)
Gah. The landscapers need to get out here and put that promised tile on the back step. It looks awful.
The tomatos are getting ripe though!
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