Kitchen Cats
It's near Midnight and I have no good blip shot. Laura Earle is sniffing over the food that I need to use up, and Georgina looks ghoulish behind her.
My days have returned to the routine, mostly like this: work, eat, unwind with a movie, sleep, and then repeat. I get plenty of advice from my beasts at every step.
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