Not often I get angry in this house. I snapped at all three of the other occupants in the house today, and all three of them decided to huddle-sulk in one corner of the couch. Outside I'm all but inside I'm secretly
She's not.... A good runner. Cos she usually don't. She doesn't have precise motor skills for all those fancy schmancy cattledog manoeuvres. Normal days it's cute. CLEANING DAY, IT'S NOT.