Cripes alive Sis, She’s hard work today.
I know. She’s not herself.
Maybe she’s hungry. When did we last feed her?
Mmmm. We’ll get her a snack?
She slept all night last night too. She shouldn’t be tired.
Ah I dunno.
Maybe she’s got a wee temperature. It’s not like her to this cranky.
A wee drop of the magical pink elixer of life might do no harm…
Maybe it’s us. Are we doing something wrong?
It’s not us.
It’s just her.
It’s just a phase she’s going through. It’ll pass…
Chripes she’s hard work today though isn’t she?
Wouldn’t change her for the world though, would we?