October 7, 2011
When Teddy heard about Nibs' nasty talk with her mom, a few clumps of her fur fell out. Stresssss. Teddy decided to end this once and for all so she headed toward the phone.
"Mom, we need a truce," Teddy said. "Can you meet me for a talk? But not in my courtyard, Nibs would not like that. Let's meet somewhere neutral."
"OK, I can do the Starbucks on Santa Monica Blvd. tomorrow, sure, what time?" asked Teddy, shaking a little.
As Teddy hung up the phone she felt a little knot in her stomach.
Friday, October 7, 2011
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