The Dirty Business of Friendship

Fast-forward five minutes:  “Yuck!  Kitty hairs!” Skye exclaims, trying to peel the hairs from her sticky hands, her unsuccessful attempts punctuated with dramatic sighs.

“Yuck!  Toddler germs!” Marcy thinks, cleaning her fur at a rate of 100 LPS (licks per second).

Fast-forward one minute:  Skye and Marcy are snuggling again, not a care in the world.

Which encapsulates some of the friendships I’ve had with chicks over the years, as well.

Because sharing is caring, as I tell my kids. (Except my wine. Never my wine.)
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Candy Kirby

Candy Kirby is the founder of The Laughing Stork and a professional fun-maker who will never stop chasing her lifelong dream: to find the Pomeranian or porn star after whom her parents must have named her. A humor columnist for Disney, Nickelodeon, Scary Mommy, Reductress and Redbook, she also used to be a staff writer for the soap opera, The Bold and the Beautiful, where she penned many scripts featuring prolonged heated stares and countless “Who’s the Daddy?” story lines. Candy lives in Los Angeles with her husband, two young kids and three rescue Persian cats, the latter of whom are the real brains behind this operation (so send all complaints to them).

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  • Toddlers could be defined as the hormones of an adult woman. A slightly unbalanced one.