2/3/11
so while talking to my sweetie,
as he waits in seattle for his 2nd annual bro trip to begin,
i look down at my stomach and find red lines everywhere
as though i'd stuffed a cat down my shirt and told em to go to town!
as though i'd stuffed a cat down my shirt and told em to go to town!
in quite shock, for like a minute, i sit there and try to examine every scratch and then...
i see them: the culprits.
these:

deceiving to the eye , i know .
but these little buggers are lethal!
we have a habit of chillen in the shape of an upper case Y on our bed.
...and well , he has a habit of going to town on my side and belly.
the kicker: these puppies were just trimmed 3 nights ago!
cross my heart and hope to die...
its all good though. i welcome the little chunker's claws.
its all good though. i welcome the little chunker's claws.
when else will feetsies look so cute?





1 comment:
Ha, I was takin care of Marcus up in Seatown lol.
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