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Here Schmitty and Tucker sit patiently waiting to get out of the car again. Not realizing of course, they have 48 hours left.
This is of me driving. I am getting to know my new home, i.e. a white minivan.
Tucker trying to come help. He did this often. Especially in higher elevations much later. It was horrible. Poor kitty would try and run from the pain/pressure. Toby eventually had to lock the little guy up while we were up high.
Anyone happen to know why Marlyand is called “The Old Line State?”
I think it has something to do with the Mason Dixon line…