annie...."Yep it's snowing. Quess I'll just lay here and hibernate, least wise till the biped pushes me outta my warm spot."
biped...."Fat chance I'll push her anywhere. I swear that she turns into cement the moment she hits the bed. And God help you if you try to nudge her to get her to move, cuz then she wakes up and starts washing your hair."
smudge...."you forgot to mention her playing patty cake on your face and biting your nose.:
biped...."You mean that wasn't a bad dream?"