my somethings...

"But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings."

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Several friends and I hung out over the weekend at a friend’s house in Old Town Alexandria. As we sat on the patio, the neighborhood cat, Houdini, decided to stroll back-and-forth on the ledge of the patio and then hopped down to join the party. He repeated this several times before we realized how friendly he was. He made sure that we all had a good time and even greeted us when we left.
Needless to say, we’re all glad to have met such a wonderful basement cat that didn’t steal our souls. 

Several friends and I hung out over the weekend at a friend’s house in Old Town Alexandria. As we sat on the patio, the neighborhood cat, Houdini, decided to stroll back-and-forth on the ledge of the patio and then hopped down to join the party. He repeated this several times before we realized how friendly he was. He made sure that we all had a good time and even greeted us when we left.

Needless to say, we’re all glad to have met such a wonderful basement cat that didn’t steal our souls. 

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