The little princess lit herself on fire yesterday. Put her butt right over a candle while standing precariously on the edge of the bathtub and oggling us in our apparent insanity at immersing ourselves in water. Didn't have the sense to douse herself in said bath. Ran away instead, me jumping out of the bath to run after her to physically battle the flames away from her. She's ok, only singed, barley visible really. It's the deep psychological scars that will take time to heal....Little boy wins smartest cat of the month by shear default.
1 comment:
methinks you misunderstand . . . she was merely creating the feline opening of the Olympic games with a ceremonial lighting of the Olympic flame . . . all for you . . .
and you didn't get it . . . indeed the psychological scars will take time to heal.
xof
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