The baby jumped out of bed as soon as she realized I was getting up. I find this v. interesting and funny because were I to get back into bed the baby would hop right back onto the bed and snuggle up alongside me. As it was I was a little slow in getting upright so the baby did a little bear dance at the foot of the bed to make certain that I was in fact getting out of bed.
As soon as we were in the l.r. the baby ran to her toys, sat behind her bone, and stared at me with begging eyes. Paying her no mind I grabbed her food and water bowls and prepared to make breaky for the baby. The baby feigned disinterest, so I played with her for about 10 minoos and then ambled to the b.r. to brush my teeth. no sooner had I positioned myself in front of the mirror did I see the baby's reflection running towards her food bowl.
Since the baby seems to be having some stummy upsets I did not feed her chickum and rice, but rather chickum and kibble. At least that was the plan. The baby, being quite the finicky eater, picked out the chickum and left the kibbles in the bowl. I am hoping that she'll eat them during the day when she realizes that chickum will not magically reappear in her bowl.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. While i was in the showee, and before I was able to acertain the baby's actual food consumption, the baby ran into the b.r. and did her circle-sniff. After a tense few minoos the baby deposited a squishy pile of yump that looked like rendered chickum fat with some bits of red intertwined with bits of gristle. Odd, considering I remove any signs of fat from the baby's food and feed her zero gristle. Anyway, fearing that she'd be cleansing her bottom by herself, I ran out of the showee and grabbed her. All for naught as the baby's bottom was v. clean.
Upon my departure from the apt, the baby gave me a woeful glance from behind her pile of toys. Being the little accountant that she is, the baby gathered up her toys and placed them on the sofa while I was in the b.r.
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