"I swear, if you kids don't stop practicing soccer in there, I'm going to scream!"
I doodled this last week (it was actually my wife's idea) and then I thought, "you know, I should color it and post it on Labor Day! You know, because... because labor... and she's pregnant... get it!?"
Judy strikes me as the type who would get really annoyed with her pregnancy, especially in the later stages. Because she would want to DO things, and now she can't, not when she's carrying a whole litter!
Nick: Morning Carrots. Hows my big beautiful oven this morning?
Judy: You.....you this yo me!
Nick: I know, Carrots, I know. You told me a 100 times, followed by you trying to strangle me, than saying sorry and how you didn't mean it, than blaming the birth control pills and than your hormones, than me again for my stupid charm and devilish goods looks, to my size and how much I produce and then you question why there isn't a codmon big enough and I tell you that the XXXXL dosen't even fit me, then you blame me again for my gifted endowment, then yourself again for not having the will power to resist my dashing good looks and foxy charms and you either go on a grumbling pouting spree trying find someone or something to blame or you become melancholy telling me how you feel so helpless and usless, or rant on about how can a fox can get a bunny pregnant. Than you either start becoming hysterical, apologizing profusely saying that it's all the fault of the mood swings and it was all the hormones talking. Than I come up to you, hugging you and cuddling up to you, kissing you and rubbing you belly, cooing you and reassuring you that it will be alright, sometimes whispering sweet honey words to you, than you blush and kiss me back then you comment on how fat and ugly you look, then I tell you how beautiful you look then how being pregnant brings out your radiance, you playfully punch me and I tell you that its true and give you a cute little nickname pretaining to your pregnancy, you blush sometime giggle, then we kiss on the lips, sometimes it turns into a little make out session which often involves some tougne. That's is mostly how it plays out, granted with some variations to the scenario.
Judy: Wow.....that's impressive.
Nick: What can I say, I'm observant. Now how about we just go straight to the kissing.
Judy: *Hmph*.....Oh ok.
Nick leans down to her and Judy gets on her tiptoes as they kissed passionately. A few minutes pass and they break the kiss.
Judy: Oh Nick...
Nick: Oh Judy, I wish I could stay and prolong this moment but I have get to work, buffalo butt got me on protral duty. *Under his breath* Then we follow with a....
Judy: Take me with you!
Nick: Wish I could Carrot Cake, but your on maternity leave and until the litter arrives you have to stay here, getting all emotional while watching some cheesy girly romance movies and eating pickles covered in blueberry jam, gravy and peanut butter.
Judy: *Hmmmph* Ok...
Nick: That's my girl.
Nick leans in and gives Judy a kiss on the lips which she happily returns.
Nick: I tell Benjamin you said hi. You want me to bring you something.
Judy: Not much, just some more peanut butter will do.......and you get in the big jar and if it's not much trouble get 2 extra large jars.
Nick: Ok.....
Judy: And mabye some more pickles, and some carrots, lots of carrots, and celery, and cheese I don't care what kind just lots of cheese and mabye you can bring home a pizza, extra large, mushrooms, broccoli and peppers, oh make that 2 extra large pies and mabye you can go find some pie, blueberry or cherry, oh maybe they have apple pie oh that would be great and you can't forget ice cream, just a big tub of vanilla and some hot fudge sauce would go great with it to. Now that I think about it, I can really go for some chocolate cake, just one big piece with lots of wip cream.
Nick: *Chuckles* I'll get something on the way, though definitely gonna buy some more peanut butter. You already went through 4 jars this week.
Judy: *Giggles* take care, my dump fox.
Nick: My big beautiful sly bunny.
Nick: Morning Carrots. Hows my big beautiful oven this morning? Judy: *You*.....you this yo me! N
