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Skirt woke me up with a big hug and kiss this
morning. Then she fed me sweeties as I lay stretched out across
my bed. For the rest of the morning I sat on her lap while the
baby slept in his cot. When Trousers and Brat came home they fed
me lunch and then we spent ages playing
attack-and-kill-the-pretend-plastic-mouse. They have obviously
realized the error of their ways and are trying to make up for
their deplorable behavior. Being compassionate, I have decided
to forgive them and grant them one last chance.
It occurred to me that, once it has grown a
little and is properly trained, the baby will be an additional
human to love me and tend to my needs. Having resolved not to
leave home, I spent a long time thinking of an exciting,
original name for him. I looked back at the list I had made but
settled on the brilliant name Brat-2.
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