Yesterday I got this sweet new bag at Concord Mills. Upon further inspection today, Jacob and I decided it was the perfect size to stow away one fluffy, stripey fuzzball. And so it happened. She was displeased. Until later, when she apparently changed her feelings about the evil hippie bag long enough to lay on it and get her fur all over the outside, too.
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