The child having the hardest time with my growing belly is our furriest child. Today she ate a whole loaf of bread that she stole off the counter and then went and hid because I would never figure out who did it. In her old age she is regressing back to puppyhood and she has decided that being demoted a third time within our family is just unacceptable.
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