Narrating our lives

Ok, this cracked me up and kept me from blogging for a few days.  Humbolt has been folowing me around like crazy the past week or more.  She walks into whatever space I am in, plops herself, her arms, her chest onto whatever surface faces me and says "Hi".  Then she prceeds to tell me everything thing she is thinking or doing.  "I'm thinking this...."  "I'm going to do....."  "I just did ..... and now I am going to do ......".  It's driving me crazy!  Then it occurred to me, she is verbally blogging.