The morning was a little frantic because I'd forgotten two separate appointments. That's what happens when one makes appointments prior to a long weekend for a date that falls immediately after said long weekend. Oh wells. Thank goodness I decided to get up a little earlier than I was otherwise inclined because I felt guilty about not playing as much with the animuls as I'd been gone for much of aforementioned weekend. Not that the baby was any help -- in waking up, that is -- as she's taken assuming the hockey puck position somewhere in the vicinity of my leg/lower abdomen whenever she sees me in bed. And what is this "hockey puck" position? It's the little tight ball that the baby is able to curl herself into. It's amazing how little space she takes up when she's in this position. So. Very. Cute. Anyway, before I came to the realization about the soon-to-be-missed appointments, the baby and I *had* been playing a rather vigorous game of fetch while Memphis slinked his way around me. However, all this domestic revelry came to a rather abrupt end as I darted around the rooms like a maniac while gathering their respective bowls.
Breaky came and went without a hitch. That said, the baby has taken to being quite the food bully by trying to intimidate Memphis so that she'd be able to eat his food. Not that it works, this intimidation; because as previously mentioned the baby is half his size. Still, it's a little annoying and a horrible habit. Hopefully, she'll start realizing that there's enough food to go around and there's really nothing to get all crazed over. Otherwise, I may have to encourage him to give her a little swat on the nose for her trouble.
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