01 May 2010

The little ones are always the most dangerous...

I just walked into the hallway to find Zeekie lounging in a sunbeam.


Getting Miss Prissy Pants to "smile" for the camera is nearly impossible.


During vacation I was sleeping in, or at least trying to, and Zeekie took it as a personal insult as her breakfast was delayed. She decided to sleep on my chest, facing away from me, and would "snuggle" backwards inch by inch, until she had almost completely covered my mouth and nose with her floofy little bum. When I woke up coughing and gagging, she seemed very proud of herself. I worry a bit about her homicidal tendencies...

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