Sarah came home today after 9 hours of work. She looked immensely fatigued, but that didn't stop her from spending time with Punk and I. She grunted in disgust as she lifted the hidey house to find an excessive amount of poop piled up in one corner and sticking together with the help of urine. When she lifted me up to set me on her lap this time around, I didn't try to run off. I'm used to all the many scary noises now. When I hear Zac and Sarah stomping into the living room it is comforting more so than frightening. I anticipate receiving a treat. Oh, I've decided I like carrots, but red bell pepper still has an awkward zing to it.
-Monty
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