His name is Bertie. Like Gilbert Blythe, Bertie Botts (I'm outed as a massive HP nerd) or Sesame Street.
He is adorable. He is charming. He is handsome. He is a cheeky little monster. He fell behind the stove yesterday and was there for about 6 hours. Not a single peep.
I though he kamikazed out of the 3rd story window. I was in hysterics. Jim played it cool for the most part. We were both a wreck, though. Eventually Jim thought to move the stove to double check he couldn't fit behind it. Well, he could and he did.
But I think he knows better then to pull a stunt like that again. I almost smothered him to death with kisses afterwards and while he tolerated the kissing, I don't think he'd like to have it happen again.
He is adorable. He is charming. He is handsome. He is a cheeky little monster. He fell behind the stove yesterday and was there for about 6 hours. Not a single peep.
I though he kamikazed out of the 3rd story window. I was in hysterics. Jim played it cool for the most part. We were both a wreck, though. Eventually Jim thought to move the stove to double check he couldn't fit behind it. Well, he could and he did.
But I think he knows better then to pull a stunt like that again. I almost smothered him to death with kisses afterwards and while he tolerated the kissing, I don't think he'd like to have it happen again.
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