Geraldine has just over a week to go now,
and is starting to "nest".
It's the time for dreaming, wondering what the future will bring
and wondering if such fleeting passion was indeed worth it?

I mean, look at the result?
Fat, lumpy and I can't even run down the stairs any more.
My legs hit the bulge and I have to resort to
bunny hops with my back end!
NO!
NO WAY!
I can hear you from here!
I REFUSE to let my Slave take photos of
THAT!

I'm feeling fed up at the moment.
D'you realise, I don't even get proper sheets
for my bed now?
I have to use this awful harsh crackly PAPER?
Men ought to have the babies!
Geraldine is really feeling weighed down by things now! She is
trying out different possible nesting "boxes" as well
as trying to get some peace and quiet!
The trouble maker is Misty, in one of his silly kitten moments
- this shows what the difference between a Tonk and a Devon really
is - a Tonk would give up and wisely retreat - a Devon just keeps
coming back 'cos he can't believe that he has done nothing wrong!!
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Every fashion comes back sooner or later.
Remember the pictures of ladies dressed in the height of fashion
in the days of the Bronte sisters?

Well, this is my Tonk version!