You all know that.
But there is a time for all kids to grow up and go on their way.
I have had my sentimental posts.
This is not one of them.
I have had it!
With what you ask?
THIS
It is about time these girls stop banging on my udder looking for milk.
They are old enough now to get enough to eat without coming to me.
I am not a milk machine.
OK - maybe I am.
But being milked twice a day by the publicist is not as bad as having two kids with horns
looking for milk ALL DAY LONG.
I mean, just look how big they are getting!
I have to have a talk with the publicist.
And soon!
