Well, funny you should ask! She made it all the way into the kitchen, when the door was propped open. Her would-be dad was on the phone with his dad (aka Griz's grampa) when he looked up and there she was, "like, to the microwave cart!," as would-be mom had it. So this is progress.
Of course, she remains mostly diffident, choosing to live in the shrubbery across the street rather than in the safe confines of a luxurious apartment. Scrappy!
Here is her usual hang, with graphics provided by her would-be fatha:
Can't see her?
1 comment:
YAY!!! <3!
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