Ganging up on the mom

My mom came home one day and found us sitting close together on her bed. She was thrilled and (of course) rushed for her camera.

“What are you talking about?” she asked us. “Comparing foster homes you were adopted from? Figuring out how to con me out of more treats?”

Hey, can’t a couple of friends just hang out together now and then?catanddog

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