I
have recently been Blessed to become Muggzy's exhausted human. She is
already three pounds of Clown, and I fear she may run me totally ragged
before she hits four months. Not only must I endure endless bathtub
occupation; but now... she has been discovered occupying the bathroom sink
at all hours, sleeping (What Else!). Attempts to oust the Little Fattie
are invariably met with a look of great disdain, and a decidedly
pitiful... "m e w ." Hence, the human is relegated to the kitchen sink in
order to obtain hand hygiene. It should be noted, however, that 'Peace
Talks' are underway. At this juncture, things do not look favorable
to the hapless human...
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