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I lost Noodle in the house. I couldn't find him . i searched under couches, behind doors. I even looked in the bath tub. Because he can't hear, my calling him didn't do anything to find him. I was getting a little crazed. I even opened the only door that we have to check that I some how left him out side over night. It was getting late and he hadn't gone out for his first walk of the day. I looked a second time, then a third time.  nothing. By this time, I assumed he was dead some place that I couldn't see. I looked in my walk in closet again, this time I moved some bags that I had gotten ready for Good Will and stuck in a corner, behind them , was a little face. It was Noodle, who couldn't figure out how to get out . He was overly warm from being surrounded by a couple of plastic bags and he was confused, but other wise, he was fine. I was oh so happy to find him. I forgave him for making me think he was dead. 

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17.05 | 09:52

Leona, continued, you have a way with words so just write. No judgement ! ! You are blessed with the ability and gift to write,

17.05 | 09:49

Leona, write about your experience in Israel with the virus and your flight home. Would all be different for us and very interesting. You have such a way with

16.05 | 14:55

You are quite the writer...you are done for May 27! Relax!
We did get a good response! Susan

12.05 | 20:07

Glad you didn’t kill Dixie. She loves music!

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