Last night while I was in the kitchen doing the dishes Gabby came rushing in all tizzed up about something.....and so we had a conversation.
If you've met Gabby you know she is quite the conversationalist.
Gabby: whine whine whine
Me: what's wrong Pickle? (i call her pickle its my pet name for my pet)
Gabby: *turns in a circle and simultaneously dashes toward the living room and looking back at me* whiiiiiiiine whiiiiiiiiiiiiine whine
Me: Show me the problem.....
Gabby: *heavy on the whine and full run to the living room*
this is the problem.......and she is the one who caused it.
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