I squeal.
Yet again…
Look! Look!
Look at what the beloved gave me!!! Isn’t he so cute? He’s so cute, that when you look at him he always has this perennial puppy dog eyes that you can’t help but be so helpless from. He’s so cute he makes me make faces and make baby sounding words. I swear the beloved seems to be spoiling me too much. Or it could be one of his ploys of making me look silly, because he *giggles* everytime I make faces, squish the cow and hug it like it has never been hugged before. (giggles - since I do not know the manly word for giggling). Whether it’s a ploy or not, it’s working. Because I’m actually blogging about it!!!
The little guy is just too cute for words!!! He’s so adorable!!! He’s now a permanent resident at my bed, hogging all those pillows when me and my sister are not around. And lo! Even my sister has taken into him, and dubbed him to Snuggy. The shame!
*lmao*
Anyway. I shall stop now. XP
Googooga?
