I wouldn't be surprised if Aria wakes in the morning and doesn't really get that we have a cat. On the way to St.Thomas Aria got ill, she threw up and slept the whole way out. She was in a gravol comotosed state while the boys looked at cats, no different for the ride home. She sat on my lap most of the night and has hopefully drifted off to a very peaceful, rejuvenating sleep. My little buttercup.
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