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I hate Thursday mornings. We have to get up super early (it's still dark) and it's freezing, and I don't get to snuggle in bed. I have a new bed at the farm that goes right next to the crazies, and it's very warm and nice. I stayed in bed even after Marty and Lyle were up, but they made me go out.
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And then, even worse, I had to get in the car for the ride back to the little house. I really miss the beach and splashed a little in the shower after Marty got out. Thursday mornings I get almost no playtime before I get stuck in the box. I hate Thursdays.
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