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When Dave Met Elsa - Part 3 |
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2002: how the years have flown by, and so have the miles. Since 1997 we have lived in Michigan, Virginia and New Hampshire. Elsa is grayer, I am balder, and we still feel like a pair of brown shoes in a world of tuxedoes. But we have each other, and you know what? That's still plenty good enough.
Here are some snapshots that we'll add to, from time to time: |
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Relaxing in the lodge after cross-country skiing in Waterville Valley, New Hampshire.
Click here for our 2002 holiday card. |
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In 2000, we yearned to hear the pitter-patter of little clawed feet around the house, so we adopted cats. Things ain't been the same since. |
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GINSENG
is the quiet one, stately and shy except when she's murdering feathered toys, stealing her brother's food or commandeering someone's lap at 10 pm each night. |
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PIRATE
lost an eye in some long-forgotten fight, but is actually the friendlier of the two cats despite his appearance. He loves attention and puts his Siamese ancestry to good use at dinner time, yowling pitifully no matter how many treats he has already managed to beg. |
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