I think it is necessary for me to transcribe what she’s saying because it is EXACTLY how I babytalk to my cat:
“Oh Stepa! So little – little Stepa! My little kiss, where’s my little kiss?? Where are my little fingers? Where are my little legs? Where are my little paws? Stepa!” *shakes his paw* “Say hello! Hello my little one! Hello!” *lies down on him* “Oh how nice, how warm. Good boy…”
to be clear, this bear is named the russian equivalent of “steve”
Huggable boyfriends are the best kinds of boyfriends
Slowly getting back into the swing of things, but my pen is still being “jumpy” and scribbling my lines. One of these days this pen will work properly, but until then I’m stuck with it.
This lion’s name is Bonedigger and he was born with a crippling bone disease, so the keepers introduced three dachshunds to give him companionship; Abby, Bullet and Milo.
They’re his pride now!
This is the only fucking thing I care about, do you hear me.
SquireofGotham 