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Munch is sick. Tummy bug. No fever. It shouldn't linger long, and she seems to be improving already.
Gin has a head cold. Her eyes are glassy and her nose is red.
It's snowing. I hope it clears before we have to leave. It's really coming down out there.
I have cinnamon rolls. Everything will be fine.
Gin has a head cold. Her eyes are glassy and her nose is red.
It's snowing. I hope it clears before we have to leave. It's really coming down out there.
I have cinnamon rolls. Everything will be fine.
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