When I was small I wobbled a lot. Tall person was always picking me up and brushing me off. I don’t wobble now, which is just as well because the tall person would find it very difficult to pick me up!
I wonder if I come from a family of wobblers: http://bassasblog.wordpress.com/2011/08/12/how-we-first-met/
Sweet Bassa it seems you grew very quickly. We don’t think you came from a family of wobblers you were just a baby when you wobbled. Look how big and beautiful you are now and you have good balance. We love you and your blog! Hugs and nose kisses
I’m sure glad you don’t wobble anymore. It might be dangerous.
I like the idea of wobbling!!
Good thing you don’t wobble any more.