I was reading Cleo´s diary and it reminded me of Lily with the rotten leopard slugs.

Before I moved back to the city, on the farm. Phyll & Lil were under 12 months old.

Lily LOVED holes. Holes of any kind, caverns, cubbies, any sort of hole or gap or crevice. She had us in fits many ...
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She sure was a dag. I bought them a harness to try and train them to walk on a lead. Phyll was fine. But the second it went around Lily´s tummy she flopped on one side. It was like she didn´t think she could walk any more. It didn´t matter what I did, she just flopped! Very funny.

One of my ...
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I was going thru my photo albums and scanning in the pics to my computer, so I can save them to disc and in the event the originals are damaged, or we have to evacuate ever, I only have a box of cds to take with me and I don´t loose my precious photos.

Since I have talked about Phyll and Lil ...
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