January 26, 2016, 06:42 AM
If Pippin’s mind could contemplate his joys and victories in depth, the boy would have eagerly determined that sleep and eating were his primary and by far favored activities. As it was, the cub was only a week old yet, and he had yet to discover the intricate details of himself.
The day was like any other – Harlyn’s warmth was a nearly constant presence, and lazily, Pippin rolled over to his back, his paws arching in the air before he gave a stretch that stirred a tremor in his entire little body. His mouth opened in a lazy yawn as he relaxed, and a drop of drool slithered out past his lips and oozed down his cheeks.
A tiny noise escaped him – something between a grunt and a squeak.. and then, after a mighty pause, Pippin released a rather loud burp, signifying only moments before he had indeed been sampling from Harlyn’s teet once more. Life was good.
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milk bottle - by Pippin - January 26, 2016, 06:42 AM
RE: milk bottle - by Mordecai - January 29, 2016, 05:18 PM
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