I nervously pace my front hall, awaiting the arrival of my future spouse. They are due today and inwardly I'm a bundle of nerves. Outwardly I try to appear calm, collected and every inch the ruler I am. My best friend, Bambi, playfully knocks his antlers against my horns. Bambi: Careful Tup. Anyone would think you were a young greenhorn entering his first season. I glare at him and shake myself to settle my nerves. I feel like I'm heading into battle.
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