Housekeeping.

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#100BM Day 79

I’m a few minutes late on this entry, but it’s still the 26th somewhere, and Hamish peed in my bed, so I am in the middle of doing emergency laundry. DOES LIFE GET ANY MORE GLAMOROUS?

In a way, it’s my fault; I carried him upstairs knowing full well that the litterbox was two floors away and the old dude is sick and extremely slow-moving right now.

But still. My bed? Son of a bitch.

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