I have nothing to add right this instant. Hubby went for a restful nap.

Whiskey is comatose on the carpet. Billy is alive and tumtum is vagabond.

The truth is tummo will not be dead when hubby dies. Qua cela ne tienne, brian. She will lead a very good stray life in the winter? At least it is warmer. And she has friends in the hood. God knows how she dies but I would not be suprised it is by toxic fumes. She was my real bio mom: claire lamarche. Today, she is Caporal Laviolette in Coquitlam who visited us when you were nuts and dont remember. Yes everyone, Colin's wife was allowed the thrill of a detective life too. Except she works the street. RIP TUMMO