So, this maven of maternal serenity is what I was greeted by when I came home this afternoon. She is the size of a pizza. A large pizza. She is muddy and laden with eggs I'm guessing. After a polite 'hello', I stepped past her as Rob loaded her rotund reptilian vessel of grossness into a wheelbarrow and deposited her at the riverside. She was not pleased, reached back, hissed and snapped at him, but missed. How did she get a date, let alone pregnant? What an attitude!!!...but she was here first.
