Confession: I walk out my back door every day - sometimes more than once - to see my growing mini-garden.
Apparently the cat I've been shooing away... sometimes by throwing things like an empty 2-liter at it... belongs to the people living in the other half of this duplex.
Oops.
Thunder! Guess I'm not going to bed anytime soon.
...I like thunderstorms.
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