I heard Loryn in the kitchen the other night, her little voice going, "Hep...HEP!".
Of course, when I went to appraise the damage, she wasn't upset in the least. After all, she had climbed on top of the fridge (by climbing up from the stove-top), so that she could reach her beloved "babeenas".
First, she plays with her poop, now this?
It's getting to be a fucking zoo around here.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
I just had to get this shot.
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My oldest played with her poop, too, when we first adopted her. It went on for quite a while, actually. Then we found out there was a physical reason behind it--she was impacted and digging it out. Poor baby.
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