Pretty day, ruined.

Pumpkin protested tonight when I went to kill a spider in the bathtub, insisting that it was “just a baby” (I assure y’all it was not.)

Then, she cried like I’d just killed one of our dogs instead of the unlucky arachnid when I squished it.

She wailed, “you ruined my pretty day!” through her tears. Oh, my sweet, tender babe.

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