Claudia has a spring in her step and the wind in her tail. Phoebe is just a black bag full of pregnancy hormones. Mix the two together and it's a recipe for "fun and frolicks" - not.
Claudia wants to play and Phoebe (who resembles a small black elephant) would like to do her serious bodily harm, but isn't quite as fast as usual.
I suppose a size zero super model is likely to get on your nerves a bit when you resemble a beached whale - especially when she sashays past you muttering, whatever the dutch equivalent of ,"fat lump" is under her breath.
Poor Maisie is going through the human equivalent of the menopause, after her spay, and has had a nasty post op infection to boot. So this pair of hysterical females is best observed from the top of the book case and a safe distance kept, just in case she's the recipient of a sharp slap intended for someone else.
I, on the other hand, am recovering from Claudia deciding to use my bed as a litter tray - guess who's banned from the bedroom ?
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