named Quidditch. My friend Carolyn and her husband, Larry, belong to him. They live near Atlanta. Isn't he the cutest thing? She says that he sits on his stool and patiently waits for his portion at every meal. Apparently, he is a very polite and well-mannered boy. Aggie could take a lesson - or two. We had catfish for supper tonight and Miss Thing and her partner in crime were concerned that I would not give them their fair share.
Like just when did that ever happen?
I think your friends must be Harry Potter fans! Quidditch is very sweet. I'm sure they'll be sure to keep him inside tomorrow night.
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Just heard Johnny and June Cash singing on your blog. June Carter grew up about an hour from here and her family still has a music venue called "Carter's Fold" there. I was fortunate enough to be there a few years ago when Johnny made a surprise appearance. It was his last live performance, June had just died a few months previously. It was one of those "magical" nights in my life.
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