…girl! Meet Marcella Tarley.

“Phew!” Rogue seemed to go back to normal as if he’d never panicked at all.

After we were discharged from the hospital the cats were super excited to see us, we had left plenty of food and water out but I think they still missed us. Or maybe it wasn’t even us?

Looked like all that alone time got Whiskers and Snuggs closer, because I caught them in the laundry room together.

Our walls were pretty bare so Rogue and I decided to spruce the place up. I needed a little more than just dead fish hanging on my walls so I bought this really pretty ornate frame and put it in our living room.

I also made my side of the bed homier with crystals, candles, and my (maxed 10 cooking) Culinary certificate with Marcella’s birth certificate.

Believe it or not Rogue has been more involved with Marcella than me! Not that I haven’t been being a mother but he always jumps up when she cries, maybe it’s that famous father/daughter bond I’ve heard so much about?

My poor Snuggs has been throwing everything up, left and right. At first I wasn’t sure what was wrong with her but then I realized that she was going to have kittens! She was acting different and laying around more.

But she still accompanied Rogue on his fishing trips, I don’t think that will ever change. Rogue also caught extra fish so I could make some homemade food for the cats.

Snuggs loved it so much I made a second dish, one that was shaped like a fish. I had meant it for Whiskers but as soon as Snuggs was done with her plate she jumped right over to the next one and wouldn’t let Whiskers eat!

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I feel like this chapter was too short and I probably could have gotten a lot more out so I’m sorry about that. See you next chapter~