Post Immigration workshop, the keeper let us out. We went to the side yard to gobble up the Interloper's food. He decided to come into the house and eat ours while the keeper wasn't looking. Finally we all met in the kitchen for treats. He's really not so bad, and he is very polite. But he didn't get to stay in. The keeper told us he has fleas and could have bad diseases, so he still has to sleep outside. Oh, dear, we wonder if he will also want to help with the blog. And he will need a name. Will he get his own bed? Is the keeper losing her sanity?
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