This feline has painted himself a heel!

It has only just now become apparent to my person that the lovely Mrs. Wolfe is with child! Prior to the attainment of this knowledge, I had simply surmised that the lady was letting herself go. Far be it for a gentleman, such as i am, to make social and verbal blunders by assuming a woman is with child when she may very well be struggling with a little extra weight in the tummy. I had thusly kept my assumptions in my coat and treated her as I always have.

It was Miss Underfoot that informed me of this joyous news. She had exclaimed excitement at the arrival of Mrs. Wolfe’s mother, whom she said had come to town so as to witness the blessed event. I say! Everything is becoming quite clear now that I think about it. The new room? The small bed? All of the comfortable new blankets? It has most certainly all been done for a child.

I should suspect that any day now my Lady will begin the labor required to birth a child into this world. I bloody hope it all goes well and fast. I am eager to entertain my impending housemate.