Happy and I can't wait for the lady to come home. She always smothers us with love. Sometimes it gets a little out of hand. She likes to glup our rear-ends to the point that our legs give away and our butts fall to ground. You would think she would stop but the "love beatings" continue until her arm gets tired. Then she starts squeezing our heads until I see stars but I know she really loves me. She is so concerned that we stay warm she got sweaters for us. Mine is warm and cozy. Happy's is a smart looking sweater with a Zipper! (Now if he can just stop peeing on it).
Lucky
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