This is a perfect Sunday afternoon and evening. I sat out on the lawn chairs, and the keeper bundled up and sat inside and read with tea. It was warmer outside. She wore not only her sweater, but a jacket as well. I just wore my usual fur, and it was enough. I asked her if she had planned to wear the socks that matched the rug. It took her a while to figure out what I was asking.
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