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		<title>Because you were wondering</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The tortoise woke up. I checked on his box in the wine cellar, where he spent the winter under a bunch of leaves, and heard a rustling noise (&#8220;yee haw, let&#8217;s get these dogies outa here afore the posse shows up!&#8221;) and carried him, box and all, into the library, where it is dark and &#8230; <a href="http://www.metamorphosism.com/?p=4033">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The tortoise woke up. I checked on his box in the wine cellar, where he spent the winter under a bunch of leaves, and heard a rustling noise (&#8220;yee haw, let&#8217;s get these dogies outa here afore the posse shows up!&#8221;) and carried him, box and all, into the library, where it is dark and by the next day he was up and running around again, mesmerising the cats. He&#8217;s moved to the kitchen and I can&#8217;t wait for the weather to warm up to above 10 degrees C. because being outside will help him with his obsessions and monomanias. Right now these include finding a way to get behind the refrigerator, and carrying the metal fruit shelf thing on his back. And painting, of course. I&#8217;m already tired of cleaning up after him.</p>
<p>Also, he will be happy to be reunited with his stone, I imagine.</p>
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