Rona on Grey, the Gurls


I never use the bathroom alone now…

One of the girls runs when they hear me in there — before I can even shut the door.
Izzee with toys stashed IN the bathroom…
I try to talk to them about how I don’t follow them into their toilet
but they make me no nevermind….

 

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2 Responses to Rona on Grey, the Gurls

  1. loisajay says:

    This was a fun read. I just pull the door shut because I know Piper is going to stick her little paw under the door and pull it open. Pumpkin has not yet figured that out, so she runs in as soon as Piper has the door ajar. What is this thing call Privacy? Not a clue.

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