Posted by Loulou on Oct 15, 2013 | 1 comment

Do you ever get that feeling that you’ve lost your myow? This morning, I tried to say something about breakfast, as in “WHERE is my breakfast and WHY is no one putting it in my dish?” And my poor little myow just wouldn’t work! It came out sort of like meep, meep but mama knew what I wanted (as always) and so she condescended to put...