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Showing posts with label cat and dog sleeping together. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cat and dog sleeping together. Show all posts
Friday, November 02, 2012
Keesha and Aria
The kitten, Aria, was sleeping on my lap - on a down sleeping bag beside a portable oil heater. Cat heaven, no? No. When I patted the old dog, Keesha, who was sleeping further down the couch the kitten noticed, and she immediately went and curled up with her favourite.
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