That's how I feel, too, Sandy. I'm going to bed, also. Sorry to disappoint, Sandy, I won't be home again, tomorrow...gotta work. What's that you say, Sandy? Tomorrow's Saturday? Yes, Sandy, I know it's a Saturday. The second Saturday I've had to work this school year. But that's the way the doggie biscuit crumbles. Sweet doggie dreams, puppy-girl.
But it's the last Saturday you have to work this year - so Hooray!
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