Zombies walking, stinky outfits, and pets

Beware of the face. Do not let it fool you. There is a beast that lurks within...

Getting down to business here, that little devil child has once more decided that her mother did not need to have any sleep last night.

I was woke up to a highly stinky little body walking right under my nose... and giggling.

Yes, dogs can giggle. You'll know the sound when you hear it.

Luckily for momma, her bottom has begun to heal so that she might not need that adorable little outfit you can see her wearing, after a few more days.

It's been an interesting time trying to keep her from scraping off the scab and having to restart the entire process over again.

So once more, I had the enjoyment of being up at 2am with the rest of the wor--

Oh wait... nobody else was up with me. That's not a normal time for being up!

Why is it that pets prefer to have stomach aches in the middle of the night, and sometimes decide that they must not tell you anything about it... until after the duty has been done?

Especially when they're wearing an outfit and you end up having to change the diapie in the middle of the night? [looks around] Is there a conspiracy among animals? [whispers] Don't tell them I've exposed their secret.

I thank the precious devil child above and ask that someone hand me an extra cup of coffee...

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