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Anastasia |
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Anastasia play biting one of Jake�s tennis balls, with the dog watching her. |
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Anastasia loves cardboard boxes and plastic and paper bags. Here she is squeezed inside a Priority Mail box. |
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There were three fur mice tucked on Anastasia�s Christmas stocking. Last year, she didn�t notice the mice. But this year, with the help of her new cat tree, Anastasia was able to bat the mice down everyday and play with them, with me putting them back onto the stocking every night. |
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My mom and aunt came to visit for Christmas. Here is Anastasia with Grandma on one early morning. Mom said that during the middle of the night, Anastasia kept sniffing her face. Because she didn�t know what the cat wanted, she just kept still and pretended to be asleep. Later I told Mom that Anastasia does that when she wants to be let into the bedcovers, because that�s how the cat trained me to pull open the covers to let her in (Anastasia doesn�t know how to get under the covers by herself, unlike Oscar). |
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Anastasia with Grandma. |
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Brenna and her parents sent Anastasia three feathered catnip toys for Christmas. Here is Anastasia playing with them. |
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I made several doggie blankets for Christmas. Anastasia likes to lie on the fleece fabric as I was making the blankets. Or rather, maybe she knew the blankets were going to the dogs, and she was trying to send them a message, �I am a dog wrangler!� |
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