Thursday, October 9, 2008

What the whiskers is going on?

Pims has had a rough few weeks. She's been getting increaslingly grumpy. Increasingly sleepy. Increasingly hungry. Increasingly interested in bags, comforters, closets and blankets. And she's been just increasing.

I think you might be pregnant, little one. That's why you feel so funny. And don't look at me, you're the one who insisted. Seriously.

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