The winter rain is here. Zenny has started walking. "Good luck keeping up now!" people always, always joke. Don't worry, I have the longer legs. The real problem is Xebo. It's like living with a tiny, arthritic, mostly-toothless and very cranky vampire. He stalks the baby in tightening circles until I pick him up and set him down to wobble in front of his old-man cat paté. The mobile baby makes it more exciting, but I'm mostly just worried she will snap him in two when he finally goes for her throat and she falls on him.
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