A little scrabbling and pounding on the laundry door soon gets her springing gracefully out of bed, looking quite glamorous, I must say. Those old trackie pants and purple dressing gown are a sight first thing in the morning.
I am getting better with not stealing the little squirt's food. Mum makes me sit and wait till he has finished. Life is so unfair at times. I think he needs to watch what he eats because he seems to be getting a little large. Funny little fella.
Anyway that's it for now. Mum seems a bit tired. I don't know why seeing as she is on holidays.
Here is a photo of Rory and I with our brother and sister. They can pick us up easy as pie. Rory is 10 weeks old today and weighs 14 kgs (30 pounds) and I am 19 weeks old and weigh 9 kg (19 pounds). Take care everybuddy.
No worries, and love, Stella and Rory.