Be careful what you wish for
She turns to me and squeaks in happiness – waking up Fluffy in the process.
“Oops , I is sorwee Fluffy. Go back to sleepy” , she says in her adorable little voice. I notice that she is much deeper into little space , and my heart melts. I take this opportunity to ask her , her little age.
“Hey little one , how old are you?” I ask. Every little acts a certain age while in their little space. Sometimes , their ages change – however , for most its constant.
“I am treeeeeeee!” she says while holding up three fingers. I can’t help but chuckle at her cuteness. Is it possible that she is even more cuter when in her little space?
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