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Deanna Russo Instagram - Let us not forget this moment captured by @nadiapandolfophotography
Deanna Russo Instagram - yeh I dunno either but here 🙃
Deanna Russo Instagram - 🤠
Deanna Russo Instagram - Just reflecting on stuff 🥁
Deanna Russo Instagram - Slutty Ikea or “Malm I’d like to F*ck” either way I’m appropriating Swedish culture and my friends are babes
Deanna Russo Instagram - Slutty Ikea or “Malm I’d like to F*ck” either way I’m appropriating Swedish culture and my friends are babes
Deanna Russo Instagram - Thank you @_kevinktran_ for reminding me about that one night in Bangkok we played chess with all the regional flavors at McDonalds
Deanna Russo Instagram - Hey hey
Deanna Russo Instagram - Remember when Sarah Graiman was a professor at Stanford going on about nanotechnology and what not. Simpler times.
Deanna Russo Instagram - 😎
Deanna Russo Instagram - Stay warm now 🍂 🍁 📸 @matt_kallish 💄 @makeup_by_kristine_
Deanna Russo Instagram - Drinking the blood of my enemies and my enemies’ name is arugula.
Deanna Russo Instagram - Going Dutch
Deanna Russo Instagram - Going Dutch
Deanna Russo Instagram - Going Dutch
Deanna Russo Instagram - Going Dutch
Deanna Russo Instagram - Going Dutch
Deanna Russo Instagram - Going Dutch
Deanna Russo Instagram - Going Dutch
Deanna Russo Instagram - I know people don’t love when celebs get political but seahorses should have an emoji
Deanna Russo Instagram - Ya got me, mister.
Deanna Russo Instagram - I do now
Deanna Russo Instagram - Pro Union Marching with @leeleepitts and yes, I dyed my shirt using turmeric, thx 4 askin
Deanna Russo Instagram - a fragrance for a man or a woman
Deanna Russo Instagram - Going ig official with my sweet lady Patty pup 🥰
Deanna Russo Instagram - Putting it into terms we can all understand:🐴 or 72 x 💋
Deanna Russo Instagram - Putting it into terms we can all understand:🐴 or 72 x 💋
Deanna Russo Instagram - Thank you @laurenutvich for capturing this important moment I was a giant
Deanna Russo Instagram - Face
Deanna Russo Instagram - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Deanna Russo Instagram - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Deanna Russo Instagram - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Deanna Russo Instagram - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Deanna Russo Instagram - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Deanna Russo Instagram - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Deanna Russo Instagram - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Deanna Russo Instagram - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Deanna Russo Instagram - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Deanna Russo Instagram - Takk, Ísland #gear
Deanna Russo Instagram - Takk, Ísland #gear
Deanna Russo Instagram - Takk, Ísland #gear
Deanna Russo Instagram - Takk, Ísland #gear
Deanna Russo Instagram - Takk, Ísland #gear
Deanna Russo Instagram - Takk, Ísland #gear
Deanna Russo Instagram - Takk, Ísland #gear
Deanna Russo Instagram - Takk, Ísland #gear
Deanna Russo Instagram - Thank you @hairbymelissasilva for making me presentable 💝
Deanna Russo - 2K Likes - Let us not forget this moment captured by @nadiapandolfophotography

2K Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Let us not forget this moment captured by @nadiapandolfophotography
Likes : 2047Deanna Russo - 1.3K Likes - yeh I dunno either but here 🙃

1.3K Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : yeh I dunno either but here 🙃
Likes : 1258Deanna Russo - 1K Likes - 🤠

1K Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : 🤠
Likes : 952Deanna Russo - 0.9K Likes - Just reflecting on stuff 🥁

0.9K Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Just reflecting on stuff 🥁
Likes : 927Deanna Russo - 0.9K Likes - Slutty Ikea or “Malm I’d like to F*ck” either way I’m appropriating Swedish culture and my friends are babes

0.9K Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Slutty Ikea or “Malm I’d like to F*ck” either way I’m appropriating Swedish culture and my friends are babes
Likes : 900Deanna Russo - 0.9K Likes - Slutty Ikea or “Malm I’d like to F*ck” either way I’m appropriating Swedish culture and my friends are babes

0.9K Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Slutty Ikea or “Malm I’d like to F*ck” either way I’m appropriating Swedish culture and my friends are babes
Likes : 900Deanna Russo - 875 Likes - Thank you @_kevinktran_ for reminding me about that one night in Bangkok we played chess with all the regional flavors at McDonalds

875 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Thank you @_kevinktran_ for reminding me about that one night in Bangkok we played chess with all the regional flavors at McDonalds
Likes : 875Deanna Russo - 838 Likes - Hey hey

838 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Hey hey
Likes : 838Deanna Russo - 812 Likes - Remember when Sarah Graiman was a professor at Stanford going on about nanotechnology and what not. Simpler times.

812 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Remember when Sarah Graiman was a professor at Stanford going on about nanotechnology and what not. Simpler times.
Likes : 812Deanna Russo - 786 Likes - 😎

786 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : 😎
Likes : 786Deanna Russo - 756 Likes - Stay warm now 🍂 🍁 📸 @matt_kallish 💄 @makeup_by_kristine_

756 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Stay warm now 🍂 🍁 📸 @matt_kallish 💄 @makeup_by_kristine_
Likes : 756Deanna Russo - 725 Likes - Drinking the blood of my enemies and my enemies’ name is arugula.

725 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Drinking the blood of my enemies and my enemies’ name is arugula.
Likes : 725Deanna Russo - 698 Likes - Going Dutch

698 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Going Dutch
Likes : 698Deanna Russo - 698 Likes - Going Dutch

698 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Going Dutch
Likes : 698Deanna Russo - 698 Likes - Going Dutch

698 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Going Dutch
Likes : 698Deanna Russo - 698 Likes - Going Dutch

698 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Going Dutch
Likes : 698Deanna Russo - 698 Likes - Going Dutch

698 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Going Dutch
Likes : 698Deanna Russo - 698 Likes - Going Dutch

698 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Going Dutch
Likes : 698Deanna Russo - 698 Likes - Going Dutch

698 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Going Dutch
Likes : 698Deanna Russo - 672 Likes - I know people don’t love when celebs get political but seahorses should have an emoji

672 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : I know people don’t love when celebs get political but seahorses should have an emoji
Likes : 672Deanna Russo - 664 Likes - Ya got me, mister.

664 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Ya got me, mister.
Likes : 664Deanna Russo - 638 Likes - I do now

638 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : I do now
Likes : 638Deanna Russo - 608 Likes - Pro Union Marching with @leeleepitts and yes, I dyed my shirt using turmeric, thx 4 askin

608 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Pro Union Marching with @leeleepitts and yes, I dyed my shirt using turmeric, thx 4 askin
Likes : 608Deanna Russo - 604 Likes - a fragrance for a man or a woman

604 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : a fragrance for a man or a woman
Likes : 604Deanna Russo - 567 Likes - Going ig official with my sweet lady Patty pup 🥰

567 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Going ig official with my sweet lady Patty pup 🥰
Likes : 567Deanna Russo - 553 Likes - Putting it into terms we can all understand:🐴 or 72 x 💋

553 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Putting it into terms we can all understand:🐴 or 72 x 💋
Likes : 553Deanna Russo - 553 Likes - Putting it into terms we can all understand:🐴 or 72 x 💋

553 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Putting it into terms we can all understand:🐴 or 72 x 💋
Likes : 553Deanna Russo - 537 Likes - Thank you @laurenutvich for capturing this important moment I was a giant

537 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Thank you @laurenutvich for capturing this important moment I was a giant
Likes : 537Deanna Russo - 523 Likes - Face

523 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : Face
Likes : 523Deanna Russo - 522 Likes - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.

522 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Likes : 522Deanna Russo - 522 Likes - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.

522 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Likes : 522Deanna Russo - 522 Likes - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.

522 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Likes : 522Deanna Russo - 522 Likes - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.

522 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Likes : 522Deanna Russo - 522 Likes - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.

522 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Likes : 522Deanna Russo - 522 Likes - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.

522 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Likes : 522Deanna Russo - 522 Likes - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.

522 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Likes : 522Deanna Russo - 522 Likes - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.

522 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
Likes : 522Deanna Russo - 522 Likes - I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.

522 Likes – Deanna Russo Instagram

Caption : I know death doesn’t give warnings but, boy, does it have a sense of humor. The last words I said to my cat were, “Just go and die already.” Maybe the full moon last night did have as much power as all the astrologers said it would because my words came true. My orange bastard of a cat went and died already. He was old and had just pissed on the rug. I was mad so I shoved his nose in his mess and then put him outside, which wasn’t really a punishment. He loved going outside. He had cultivated several names in the many homes he frequented, but in my house, he was The Dude. The Dude would abide, but he also had strong opinions about the company I kept. He never warmed up to the kids. I think he considered himself my primary partner and didn’t like sharing my attention. He’d piss in your shoes or shit on your head while you slept if he didn’t want you around. He stood at the helm of my romantic life, the bastard. One day while shopping for protection dogs, this determined orange kitten crawled up my pant leg and didn’t leave me alone for the next 15 years. He earned the name because that’s what I shouted every time he charged at his reflection in a floor mirror, cracking his skull against the silver glass, “Dude!” It just stuck. The Dude and I were so closely connected before I became a human-mom that I would hold him and sob at the thought of him dying one day. And now that day is today. It was very un-dude of him to piss on my rug because yes, it really did tie the room together, but he did take his own exit, which is something he knew I wanted.
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