Luck be a... Kitty

Crazy-busy here (so no new reviews yet), but here's a little Luck o' the Irish to tide you over...
You feel luckier already, don't you? ;)

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  1. Cat and DOG Chat With CarenMarch 17, 2013 at 5:54 AM

    Ohhhh yesss I do!! What a gorgeous photo! Happy St.Patty's Day!
    Psssst....pls add "follow by email" to your blog and let me know when you do!
    xoxoxo

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    1. GlamKittyMarch 18, 2013 at 10:21 AM

      Yay--and thanks! :D
      (Hmm... if you scroll all the way down to the very bottom of the *main* page, there's a little link on the left side that says "Subscribe to: Posts (Atom)". Try clicking on that, and see if you start receiving emails for new posts--and let me know if it works, please, because I'll need to do some investigating, if it doesn't!)
      xoxo

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