I realize that all of this cat posing stuff is getting a bit old, but Trevi wanted to even the score today by sitting for a photo with Moomoos. Have I sufficiently made the point that he loves cats? Okay, then.
Speaking of nocturnal creatures, Clara was sleepwalking last night. She climbed down from her loft around 9:30 and walked right out into the living room, saying something quasi-semi-coherent about Ramona the Pest. I suppose there are worse things than being a somnambulant bookworm. And count me relieved that she wasn't dreaming about the Rainbow Fairy books she's been reading lately, or we might have had a sleepflyer on our hands.
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