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I don’t know what happened to us. One day we’re all well and swell and the next thing you know Andrew has an achy back and I’m hobbling on a bum knee. And now that Elise has left, I’m back to eating cereal for dinner. Is this what we’ve come to?
Oh yeah, meet Bernie. He’s our robot. Naturally, Elise made him for me a couple of years ago. Not only is he whimsical and fun, but he heats up to relieve sore muscles. Now I just need something to relieve my sore brain.