PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE....somebody send zombie fighting medicine my way. The past week, Mom has been playing with me and all of a sudden will grab my face and say "T, you are so cute I could just eat you alive." When she does, I always look at Dad as I just know she has been infected and I don't know what to do! I hope I am wrong in my diagnosis but I suppose only time will tell.
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