Tinkerbell is being weirder than usual. Actually, I'm not sure there is a 'usual' with her anymore. It's just new kinds of weird every day. She actually sat on me in the living room for a while this evening, but then she uttered a strange little noise and ran off. I'm worried we're winding down to the end of her life and it makes me deeply sad. I don't even want to think about it, really.
Other than her oddities, today was fine. It was cold and we stayed inside. I tried to make plans with a friend but she's pretty busy so that's still up in the air. Hopefully we'll get it sorted.
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