So there we were, minding our own business, playing with Mr. Magoo just enjoying his soft squishy, babyness. There’s just something so magic and nearly edible about these new little souls–don’t you think?
Fine. We didn’t actually see her, but we could hear her giggling. Jiffy is a pretty funny cat after all.
Come to think of it, there was a lot of giggling…
just outside my bedroom door.