Sunday, July 1, 2007
Gertrude and Bertrude Again
Finally having cleaned poor little Bert's birth sac away so he could
move and stuff, Gertrude put her paws protectively over his fragile
body and glared as if to say, "Mine! And don't you forget that, human."
I knew it was the start of something special, which was when the name Bertrude popped into my head.
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