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I'm never really sure what to do when it comes to other people's companion animals. It is really cold now (17 degrees F, -8 degrees C) and once in awhile I see a cat patiently waiting in front of a doorway. I'm not really a cat person, and MoBob's village sensibilities do not extend to American pets (though he's a cat person). On Saturday evening when we walked home we saw a cat in front of a neighbor's door. The lights inside were on and I thought of ringing the doorbell to alert the residents. MB suggested I wait until later; when I checked again the cat was gone. Then last night when it was really, really, cold and windy, we heard another neighbor's dog bark mournfully til past midnight. We bought a set of the Frog and Toad books for a pair of small humans we know. I actually didn't read these books as a kid, but for giggles I checked them out of the library, and we read them together. One day MB overheard a couple of kids talking about the books and one insisted on repeatedly asking the other, "Are you a frog or a toad?" We ask each other that sometimes. I'd say MB's the Frog and I'm the Toad. |
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