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yesterday marning seemed fine except my fother hogged the bed. i felt i was on "the edge" but i made the best of it. i had a nice long walk and it was sunny. i had a nice breakfast. i enjoyed my hotpatch. i looked out the window. fine. suddenly i get a bad feeling. i smell oatmeal shampoo coming from the kitchen sink. mather is running the water. this seems bad. yes, it was. before i knew it, i was thrown down into the sink, soaked in eis kold water, almost drowned and hard nails raked over delikat pink skin over and over. finally it was over. i felt lake i had been in torture wash machine. what a hell it was. in the end, i got a gentle blow dry, a hot patch and mather and fother seemed very pleesed with the lightness and sent of my main. i suppose it does look rother nice like a halo.