Entry Eighteen: From the Journal of Cygne


Thursday, 27 December

Well. I tried getting Bel to bathe by himself yesterday. It failed. I ended up getting in with my clothes on, which completely ruined that pair of jeans. I'm just glad they weren't my favorite jeans.

I also tried to get Bel to write, but obviously he doesn't even understand what a pen is. Though he knows how to draw, or at least make circles. It's kind of cute, watching him concentrate on moving the pen. I kept trying to get him to hold the pen the right way but he really didn't get it. Still, it's really cute.

I think I'm going to take Bel Sangue out with me one of these days, get him to make some friends. He can't stay inside all his life.... though now that I think about it I really wouldn't mind it. Well, as long as he stayed this small and cute. Though if he gets any bigger then he's defidently getting his own room... or at least his own bed... or something.... Now that I think about it I've never really thought of that.... Will he get much bigger?.... What will those ribbons turn into?...... Will he want to leave me?.......

.... I don't want to think about that, it's too depressing.... I love Bel like he's my own son............

.... maybe someone really did give me Bel as an answer to my prayers?.... it makes sense....