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Every time I see Carrie, it rains.

Over the July 4th weekend, I drove to Jacksonville to visit her. (Remember? I had Paul, Jeremy, and The Bitch in tow.) It started raining the day we got there; it stopped raining the day we left.

Likewise, it's been raining since she arrived in Memphis Saturday night. (It looks like it might clear up today – knock on wood.)

On the way home from Starbucks last night, Carrie and I drove past Fred walking down my street in the rain. I'd just bought new cat food for her (no more Science Diet, thanks), and I wanted to coax her inside to try it out.

I stood in the middle of the street and called for Fred ... and I was surprised when two cats came running. Paul let me bring both inside — he had no choice, really — and Carrie popped open a can of Fancy Feast for each. Just as I surmised, it didn't take long for Paul to fall in love with the little furballs. He's told me they can come inside as long as they don't stay the night.

So now I've got two cute kitty-girlies: Fred and Bob. Yay, Fred and Bob! :)

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