B.R. 4/14/08

The baby has had an eventful morning. First thing this morning, the baby barged onto the bed and took a spot right by my head on the pillow while resting her head on my right shoulder for a little pre-waking nap. Then as she adjusted herself, she unceremoniously dumped her little body onto my face and shoulder throughout the waking moments of my day. Later, upon waking, the baby demanded that we play fetch, which we did because the baby does not like to be disappointed, and this made her very happy. Following that rousing game of fetch, the baby ate her chickum and kibble breaky that I had carefully prepared to her specifications. Then while I took a showee, the baby lounged about in the sun and took in her daily dose of vitamin D. As I exited the b-room the baby again demanded that we continue with our earlier game of fetch. However, because she could not decide between the bone or the ring, the game was forfeit. When I went off in search of a proper shirt to wear the baby sneaked off into the b-room and sinkled. After cleaning her marshmallow and rinsing off her paws, I let the baby go and played a little fetch with her as a reward. Now the baby has taken to alternating between sprawling herself out on the sun pillow, the floor (when the sun gets too hot for her), her patchwork carpet and the couch. Currently she is on the patchwork carept looking as if she'd just spent the entire night carousing in the streets. It's tough being the baby.