Sunday, July 3, 2011

Little Wiggler

Last night, Peeper fell asleep on the way home from the fireworks, and Shrike joined her pretty soon after we got home. A while later, Shrike came in the office and looked at me, like I was supposed to do something.

"What? Is she awake?" I asked.

"Come here," she said, "I need your help."

"Is she okay?!"


Well, of course, I had to go get the camera first.

As I was walking around the bed to get a better angle, she started wiggling backwards, and I was able to jump over there and butt-pat her back onto the bed.

Sort of.

(The puddles are slobber. She's a drooler.)

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