The keeper moved our food bowls to another room, the clear sign that company was coming. They came and brought delicious food. The keeper cooked a pork which was taken from W's grandmother. They did not share. But we ignored them mostly, and waited for our food. It was delivered, without candles or fancy china, but we were grateful. Then everyone left and everything got back to normal. We are now listening to the happy cantering of the dishwasher.
Happy Easter!
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