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Watch My Wombat

“Watch my wombat.” “Your womwhat?” I asked, confused. “Wombat, it’s a big oval of fur. They like to burrow.” “I live in an apartment,” I protested down the phone. “Fluffball will be fine.  Just give him some grass.” “Grass?” I once again sounded like… Continue Reading “Watch My Wombat”