She can feel tears stinging her eyes. Pounce has managed to climb off of her and finds refuge on one of her pillows, curling up into a ball and drifting to sleep.
"Anders, what do we do with it-- him or her? We can't raise a child! I don't even know the first thing about it!"
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2011-10-15 06:42 pm (UTC)"Anders, what do we do with it-- him or her? We can't raise a child! I don't even know the first thing about it!"