Anyway, Lucy is gorgeous and she is eight weeks old and she has already padded her way - and tumbled headlong - into our hearts. (Sorry, Ted. Or rather, Uncle Ted. Just remember that love is not like a box of Bonios, it's infinite, OK? And you won't have to see her every day.)
OK, I am going to do a snooze now
Promise you will not do anything interesting ...
You did a murmur! What is a murmur? Can I do a murmur?
Maybe I'll just stay awake and not miss anything.