Feline napus interuptus has botched my plans today. Oh, you don't speak Latin? Let me translate. The f*#king cat jumped into Marguerite's crib and woke her up 30 minutes into her nap, leaving me with a tired fussy girl.
Our little trio struggled along for a couple of grumpy hours before we bagged any attempts to be productive and decided to go outside instead.
Genevieve scored a new plant from David:
We sought shelter at the bakery for a bit:
Threw rocks and walked up and down stairs over and over:
And found it in our hearts to forgive our feline brethren:
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