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In case you thought we were kidding . . .

. . Here is a picture of Margo with a typical pile of her cargo. See how she reigns over her animal world with pride and glee. That's only because she gets to play with them without being the one to carry them up and down the stairs. This is also why we have pleaded with family to buy no more stuffed animals . . . it was as though we foresaw a time when our arms would be too laden. Happy Saturday!

- Donna

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