So I just went to feed the dogs for the evening. A little later than usual. I made Cezanne's food as tempting as possible because she has been hesitant to eat. So dinner included yogurt and a splash of terriyaki sauce to make it smell better. She ate ravenously and with gusto. YEAH!!! When I bent down to slide her bowl to her i felt her belly. I was so much softer than usual, almost saggy. So I got really really and started asking her, "OH! Zannie! Are you making me babies? HUH!? I hope their pretty ones. Babies in Zannie belly?" Of course she just wagged her tail and looked at me, I think she's used to her crazy mother talking to her like that.
Plans for this evening: Watching movies with my Mama and perhaps trying out our new blender (complete with spigot) to make "delicious beverages" as she calls them. I freaking LOVE Redbox. We rented: "Adam Sandlers Bed Time Stories," "Paul Blart: Mall Cop," and Benjamin Button."
