Hamlet on his now-conquered but formerly very scary wool carpet, cuddling with his favorite human. (No, not me.)
In other news, Glinda thinks she's pregnant. We're not sure yet, but she certainly thinks so. She eats like a small pony, and she tries to bury herself in the bed covers, any blankets and today even a drawer. (Not very successful, and it took us at least half an hour to locate her tiny mewing.) All in order to prepare for birth. Which will be, SHOULD she be pregnant, a few days into 2007.
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Tack Jinge!
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