I’m not so little anymore but nowhere near as big as I’m gonna to get! Remember when I was just a little slip of a thing, all rabbit feet and big ears? Well, look at my legs now! Mom says I’m getting too big for lying on the mousepad but she’s got a big desk. There’s plenty of room for the two of us; the two of my long back legs, that is!
Scoot over, Mom. Give a growing girl a little room. And take that clickity-clackity thing with you.
Mom says, “Would you look at that gorgeous striping coming through from under Tessa’s gray fur? Tabby stripes! My heart is melting!”
Oh, Mom. You’re so dramatic.