Glinda, peeking up from a laundry basket that Hamlet has worked his magic on - note the raggedy edges. *sigh*
Kelly, rudely awaken from one of her many, many naps. (This is the one we hope is pregnant - things are looking quite positive, but we don't know for sure yet.) And for those who might wonder, didn't she use to be fluffier? Yes, indeed. She's been to the hairdresser, and now sports a much shorter look.
Hamlet, keeping watch of the perimeter.
Ywette, preferring the high ground.
Glinda, who knows that the bed is the best place for sleeping.
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