*Little Rigby love bites my ankles*
What is it? You hungry?
No. (walks away from food bowl)
*Trying to naw at electrical wires*
Are you cold?
No. (blank stare. ignores heating pad)
*jumps into sink while mommy brushes her teeth*
Sibioby wa ha obben im boo oo? ob it!
(for those not fluent in mouth full of toothpaste that was- Seriously what has gotten in to you? Stop it!)
Mommy gets into bed. 0.0005 seconds later Rigby is on my lap.
You wanted me to go to bed?
Yesth. It was an hour past our bedtime!
Sweet boy.
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Are you parenting the furry or is the furry parenting you? Good to see you Sunday.
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