With Love, Furdella
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Cats. With their beady eyes and their knack for causing mayhem, I am thoroughly convinced that they are evil. Ever since that fateful day in December, I have steered clear of anything feline. Until the day I finally met my favorite author.
Picture credits:
~Cover photo- Polyvore.com
~"The Move"- Favim.com
~"A Large Fry and Pepsi, Please"- Frenchfrydiary.blogspot.com
~"We're Almost There! Almost..."- Auto Power XXL on YouTube.com
~"Allergies"- Favim.com
~"Furdella's... Son?"- Themesltd.com
~"Our New Neighbors"- Visitolympia.com
~"Maximillian"- Pinterest.com
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