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[rhondacrockett]

I woke up to a thunderstorm this morning. Well, I woke up to one of the cats nyaming. Then I heard the thunder. I didn't see any lightning unfortunately, which for me is the best part of a storm.

I've been watching Season 3 of Scrubs all day, so I feel wasted. Not wasted-drunk but wasted-haven't-done-anything-worthwhile-and-am-not-motivated-to-try-to-do-anything-worth while. Does that make sense?

My life has been dull since finishing the chapter. Mind you, it was dull while I was doing the chapter.

Ivy returned! She went missing for *thinks* four or five days there and we were all a bit anxious. Ever since Sooty (another cat we had for a brief while - kinda a long story: she got hurt, didn't come back for ages and died on the operating table when we went to fix the original injury), we panic if one of the cats hasn't been seen. But Ivy came back just fine. Our cats usually do; it's just been the one bad experience. And Puss is now kept in the garage at nights.

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[dedgrotty.livejournal.com]

My last outdoor cat was shot by my neighbor and dumped in our backyard.I was 12.

[rhondacrockett]

O.o' Damn. Thankfully, there's no crap like that around here. We live surrounded by farmland on a quiet back road. With Sooty, we reckon she just got clipped by a car - not a direct frontal hit but enough to fracture her hip.