I fully expect Charlie will find a sleepy Andrew and an even sleepier Magster tomorrow morning when he knocks on the front door. Maggie and I are up late for us. I am transfixed on a game (Flashback for the Sega CD) and Maggie is licking her paws contentedly right beside me on the floor. Charlie called earlier to see what I wanted and I told him bacon, egg, and cheese biscuits would be fine for me. That's what Horsefly gets every morning. Charlie just has to carefully tear the food up in little bite-sized morsels so Horsefly will not choke on his breakfast.
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