I love my fort.
But I hate it when you take my picture.
See what you did!! Now she has MY fort.
Back where I belong.
I’ll show him. I’ll just rip the silly fort apart.
Peace at last.
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Misty Ridge Musings 
Awe….
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You meant “awe…some”. Didn’t you? 🙂
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Why of course, but i couldnt figure out how to convey that bulge in my cheek. 😉
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They are so lovely, I loved the story, Thank you, have a nice weekend, Love, nia
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They are such a joy to be around.
I hope you have a lovely weekend as well.
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Why do so many of my days resemble this? 🙂
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Now THAT made me laugh. I could make a tasteless comment and compare this to your poem “Gaza”. But I wouldn’t do that. 🙂
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Sometime my “fort” is overcome…
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I know exactly what you mean.
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Glad this is a Cat War and not a Cat Fight!
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Yes, of course, the distinction is quite important, Ed. Glad you caught that.
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hehehe so cute 🙂
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Thank you, Joshi. It was fun. 🙂
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