The little kitty has finally found his voice. Me-OW, he declares in the morning. He stalks into the bathroom and says it again, "Me-OWWW!" This contrasts with Dylan's high-pitched "Mew", Dot's "Mrrrrowohwowohwowohwow...", and Frances' "Maaaaaaaaaahow". I'm glad that Geoffrey has found his voice and confidently proclaims his presence.
Funny, seems like today I lost my voice. I've got an aggressive co-worker, and I'm tired. Seems like everything is a fight and my boundaries are sagging. It's easier to sit quietly than have the discussion.
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