Count yourself lucky for mere "needy." My two guys are having simultaneous nervous breakdowns since the Little Terrorist came to live here.
I can't even figure out what the problem is...the baby is absolutely fearless about jumping on/chewing on/chasing around the middle-aged boyz, but whatever the problem is they aren't taking it out on him but on each other.
Damn but I wish the kit had turned out to be female, but when you find babies in the middle of the road in the middle of the night in the middle of rural Tennessee nowhere, you take what is sent you.
He wound up with the name "Forrest" btw. That's as in "Nathan Bedford," not "Gump." I held out for Osama but Prince Namor had naming rights on this one. Who as I sit here and write just started to chew on the back of my heel, and then sneezed. Go figure. :)
He's exceptionally needy, tonight, so he got a good brushin'.
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lucky him! I'd enjoy a good brushing too, you know
Count yourself lucky for mere "needy." My two guys are having simultaneous nervous breakdowns since the Little Terrorist came to live here.
I can't even figure out what the problem is...the baby is absolutely fearless about jumping on/chewing on/chasing around the middle-aged boyz, but whatever the problem is they aren't taking it out on him but on each other.
Damn but I wish the kit had turned out to be female, but when you find babies in the middle of the road in the middle of the night in the middle of rural Tennessee nowhere, you take what is sent you.
He wound up with the name "Forrest" btw. That's as in "Nathan Bedford," not "Gump." I held out for Osama but Prince Namor had naming rights on this one. Who as I sit here and write just started to chew on the back of my heel, and then sneezed. Go figure. :)
--xan, still bloggerly Anon
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