November 14th 2012 11:44 am
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I wanted to play. D: So it totally makes sense for me to plop all 10 pounds of me on the large furless littermate's face, right? Best alarm clock ever.

After she disappeared, I drug my stick to her and hoped shed flop it around for me to dash at and crunch up. Still nothing.

What is wrong with these large furless litter mates? Dont they know its playtime all the time?

Heres to hoping theres fish tonight.