I'm having one of those days. While trying to get my breakfast and snacks together, a tub of nuts fell off the top of the fridge. Then, I went to grab the English muffins and pulled the entire tray of eggs out of the fridge. Of course, the dogs had to come investigate the pile of broken eggs. Two lived but the other four ended up in the trash. Guess I'll have to buy more.
One really cool thing is that I've finally started to feel the little squid moving around. At least, I think it's the baby...
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I hope you mean two eggs lived ... otherwise four dogs also ended up in the trash. =+}
Yes, two eggs lived. The dogs survived the massacre.
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