The cat is very sick. She hasn't ate or drank in days. She just lays and sleeps on the front porch. The vet couldn't find anything obvious wring with her.
The Night of the Gun
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By David Carr
I came across this book because it was referenced in other works I’ve read
about addiction, and I found its concept intriguing. With many a...
Sunday Morning
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This Sunday Morning marks a day in my life that, on the calendar, in the
back of my mind, I knew was approaching fairly fast. Its the Last Sunday
at ...
The Difference
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I picked Gia up from the airport Friday around 6:30 p.m. To say she
traveled light would be an understatement. She didn't bring anything with
her. She w...
Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Dad
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*Growing up in our household was like a roller coaster ride, what with slow
suspenseful climbs, ups & downs, twists & turns, and brain-rattling rails
and...
Make Them Never Want to Hurt You Ever Again
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This weekend will mark *six months* since I moved. The time seems to have
flown, but at the same time, it feels like I've lived here much longer.
I'm makin...
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