Fiorella has given up searching for her TV remote. Crawling around on the floor and poking a broom under chair and the couch gets old quick. Besides, she knows that the moment she walks into the house with a brand-spanking new changer, the old one will immediately leap into view.
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Sonia Dog enjoyed having Fio down on the floor checking out the underbelly of the couch with a flashlight and a broom handle. She even used Mommy's back as a stepping stone to get up on said couch.
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Fio would like to tell you that she got a lot more packing done today, but apparently yesterday was her high point for the week--searching for the remote has taken all her time. Besides, she's having trouble getting boxes the right size.
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One thing that sort of threw Fiorella off her gait for the day was the King Arthur Flour mag that showed up in her mailbox. The week after Husband died, Fiorella, who does not cook, had informed the King Arthur people of his demise and canceled the subscription. She does not appreciate them reviving it.
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It's amazing how soothing Country-Western music can be, says the girl who grew up in a family that looked down their noses at it. Music soothes the savage breast.
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