Lia decided on the last of our snow days that she was a cat. She only crawled. She had a very strange high pitched cat voice (that did meow, but also spoke English.) And she wanted her lunch in a bowl on the floor with a bowl for water too. So, we came up with a compromise and I let her have her cantaloupe and water on the floor. She also had part of her dinner as a cat too.
In this picture she is meowing like a kitty cat...
Oh my! That is awesome. It must be a four year old thing. Ollie was a puppy all night. And for half the night so was I. Goodness. How cute. I love Lia's fierce growl.
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