I died of cute. And was resurrected. All hail the power of cute!
I am in love with Annabel. It's all up to yendi, though...
Still, it was excellent to play with puppies. *And* to see lupaloo and Aubrey.
Max is looking up at me like, "Dude, what the fuck, mom? What *was* that thing?" The kittyboys are accustomed only to lughby, and Annabel and Edgar were a definite difference, in size and in general rowdiness. *happy sigh*
Up to yendi.
I'm gonna do that thing. The thing with the food. Dinner, they call it. Yes.