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Mark Atwood
fallenpegasus
fallenpegasus
So I heard Sasha batting something around, picking it up, dropping it, and batting it again. I thought it was just one of the little foil balls I have about the apt for that very reason.

But I look over at her, and her "toy" is an odd shade of green. A green that is instantly recognizable.

The little monster had pulled over my wallet onto the floor, had pulled out my cash, and was knocking twenty dollar bills around the floor.

Sigh.
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juuro From: juuro Date: September 29th, 2003 01:50 am (UTC) (Link)
Ahh, the domestic life of the rich...

(*gigglefit*)
fallenpegasus From: fallenpegasus Date: September 29th, 2003 02:46 am (UTC) (Link)
Heh. I'm hardly "rich". I really cant afford for her to lose them under the couch, or kick them into the litterbox.
From: missdimple Date: September 29th, 2003 09:07 am (UTC) (Link)
Yes, but theyaregreenandcrinklyandmakedaddymadeandtheyflyeasilyandandand....
pheonix_jade From: pheonix_jade Date: September 29th, 2003 11:33 am (UTC) (Link)

Expensive toys

I knew you spend lots o money on your cats... but letting them play with 20$ bills? Wow.
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