I mean, I love her to death and she's beautiful and snuggly - all 20 pounds of her - but this conjoined twin stuff has got to stop. She literally follows me everywhere. She races to get to the bathroom before I do, I can walk in a circle and she'll go with me - sometimes I do it just to mess with her *grin*. And she always walks so close you'd think she's on a leash, but closer. Sometimes her side bumps into my ankle as we walk. That's close.
And she talks. All night long. I don't know how to ask her nicely to stop. She just likes to and has quite a vocabulary as well.
What's even more interesting is that I almost understand her...
::sigh:: Is it Friday yet??