You don't know me yet, maybe you do. If you don't, you will get to know me by reading this blog. If you know me, you might learn more about me, reading this blog, since I don't have the time to keep up with all of you. I'm a witty, young at heart hobby cook, always in for a good time, craving carbs but not eating many. An open book to many, spontaneous, outgoing, loving and caring personality with Type 1 diabetes.
Friday, November 26, 2010
Scoot over
They always seem to wait for the moment you stand up to go to the kitchen. As soon as you do, at least one of the whippets rushes to that warm spot on the couch you just stood up from. They snuggle and pretend to sleep so you won't make them scoot over when you come back. You can see their eye lids twitch, when they desperately try to keep them closed. They are too curious though. They want to see your reaction so they carefully partially open one eye to take a peek. Gotcha! You're busted! Move it! That was my seat, my favorite spot on the couch. Bye!
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