One of my most favorite things about my 1885 house is the front door, I love the glass pains that make it up. So does Oliver, it makes life much more interesting for him, a little painful at times. when the boys are on one side of the door and he on the other he pounds on the glass and yells as if he is a prisoner or something. The boys befriended a kitten and he stayed for several days. I was taken back to childhood and the dozens of cats that would find their way to our house, Mom always threatening us with our lives if we fed them, and of course we fed them. Just as my boys fed this one with our $3.50 a half gallon organic horizon milk! oh well, they made good pictures!
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