"Miss Martha, you are so weird!" "I know . . . isn't it wonderful!?"

dog dreams and gas

Lilly is in bed with me, snoring and having a dog dream.  I don’t know what she’s chasing, but it’s shaking the bed.

My stomach is jiggling, making my guts rumble and I feel the bubbles.

She’s going to wake up when I make a mad dash for the bathroom in a minute.

Sweet dreams, little pooper.

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