I am gifted when it comes to intensive care. Really I should be called Doc!
While the hoomans watched the Birds again to relax (!!) I tenderly tended to my niece.
She is feeling the stress like all if us even though she will not admit it.
Ma ate a family sized pack of Pringle’s after dinner while watching the Avian adventures and looking for Alfred.
I think that a modicum of moderation might just help mother.
Don’t I sound polite like those peeps from the sixties.
Poshness rubs off easily on someone as polished as me.
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