Piper has a top tooth trying to come through. I just wish it would hurry up and get here. I am pretty sure it is bothering her but, of course, mostly at night… sheesh
We are trying to teach Piper to say “Meow”… sometimes she just looks at us like we have two heads… but other times she actually gives it a go. Her version sounds nothing like meow.
It’s friggen cold outside today. -35 celcius. I think some of the schools are cancelled and rural buses are not running. Piper and I are not going anywhere today. Nope. Too cold. Molson does the tripod trying to relieve himself, it is that cold outside. It’s amusing to watch him try to switch up his paws when doing a tinkle… I’m sure he’s just pissed he is making such a spectacle.
Anway, that’s all I got for today. I’ve been in a creative funk the last couple of days and the ole brain is just functioning a minimal capacity… enough to get me through the day without any major mishaps. So, please excuse me while I get down on the floor and play with all Piper’s toys. I might even share with her.
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35 BELOW? Celcius? Why, oh why, would you live in a place that gets that cold? Why do that to yourself?
I remember when Buggins was teething. Lots of tears. No fun at all. Have fund playing with her toys!
I’m LMAO at your ghost post right now! We have funny noises and weird thumps in our home too. I do the exact same thing — yell out for them to never reveal themselves to me at all. Because I, like you, would crap my pants and die.