Sunday, May 4, 2008
Jonah loves his new furry friends. He wants to hold the poor dears every waking moment. When I see the two furballs in their cage, paws on the glass and their beady eyes following me as i walk around the room, I imagine them pleading with me, 'Please! No more kids! We can't take anymore squeezing and kissing. We cannot tolerate being stuffed into pants pockets or shoes anymore!Please! No more half eaten taffy in our cage, no more gum shoved in our faces. We would much rather be harrassed by the dog and cat. We've had it!'