Hi G-Fans!
If you read last night's entry than you are aware of my view of who and who cannot approach my royal highness in an attempt to rub the royal belly.
Now, that is established.
It is recorded.
It is fact.
So why is it that my offspring, the royal children, do not seem to have the same discretion?
The boys are at least a little modest. Tessa, however, must have been switched by the concierge at birth. She could have done that you know. How would I know? There were ten of those little buggers squirming around. It is possible.
Tessa needs only a slight suggestion that someone is wiling to rub her belly. And bam! She goes belly up in less than three seconds.
She will opt for a belly rub over going out with her siblings.
She LOVES a belly rub.
And she doesn't care who gives it to her.
No discernment whatsoever!
How can she be my daughter?
No sense of royal protocol, decorum, propriety, decency or punctilio!
None!
You'd think I didn't take the time to train her properly!
It is so distressing that I can't discuss it further.
So, may you find the day filled with the niceties of life that make each breath full and glorious.
TTFN!
-G
| The ermine robe is preferable to the naked belly up pose as pictured below....! |


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