I always shout loudly as I leave the house unoccupied “ Bye George, won’t be long. Can you feed the dog before I get back.”
This is just in case there is a burglar watching the house!! My husband’s name isn’t
George!
Desperately sad story of the assisted suicide of a grieving mother
What's going on , on the street outside your home right now?
Soops place of refuge and friends
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