Margot asked for a lift

She came into my room and stared at me, and then stared at the top bunk.  I picked her up, and she immediately settled into a valise and started washing herself. What a weird weird critter she is.

Jeff says she made a noise identical to a tribble the other morning.  See previous comment.

She is now cleaning herself with such vigour that she’s making my bunk beds rock back and forth.


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Born when atmospheric carbon was 316 PPM. Settled on MST country since 1997. Parent, grandparent.

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