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This is her preferred sleeping spot at night. or really just about any time someone is in bed, I've noticed she goes there when I nap. yeah, there's all kinds of crap down there.... lessee... a box of tile left over from the bathroom remodel...a magazine... a storage box o' wrapping paper and yes... a hammer.
here's a close up of the hammer...
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that's RTO's side of the bed, and I really don't know how it ended up down there, but I don't have the heart to move it just yet either. thanks, grandma z.
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