Shhh! He thinks I don’t know he’s behind me. Do you see him there? He’s doing some funny kind of moves to impress me, throwing one leg in the air, like “Let’s dance!” Honestly! In my condition!

But wait. I didn’t hear you knock. Did you just want a few photos?

I’m afraid this isn’t a good time. My tummy’s a bit upset. Or maybe it’s baby Perry, kicking.

I’m getting tired of waiting for the big day.

Just not sure what’s going on back there.

And I don’t like how their father said I was getting as wide as the broad side of a barn door.

I’m outta here. What a time to have a photo shoot. No appointment or anything.

Do you think you could come back another time? Maybe Sunday afternoon? I’d have a chance to pick the pitch out of my fur.