They're rare, but they do exist. Last week was an interesting one for Kenzie. One might use phrases like "ornery", "irritable," or "mad as hell" to describe her general demeanor. We won't give you a full accounting of her symptoms, but let's just say that she gained significant experience in screaming at the top of her lungs for no apparent reason. A trip to the doctor revealed that she may be suffering from gastroesophageal reflux disease (GERD), which is essentially heartburn.
The theory is that the smooth muscle at the base of her esophagus lacks the coordination to close up shop after a meal, so she essentially spends her days battling intermittent onslaughts of raging heartburn. She's on Zantac (seriously), and we're limiting her intake of alcohol, chocolate, and tomato-based sauces. I think it's our "one cocktail per day" rule that's really got her miffed.
We've yet to see actual fire emanate from her mouth, but we have seen smoke. I'm keeping the camera (and a fire extinguisher) nearby in case she sets the drapes ablaze.
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This seriously might be one of the funniest things I've ever read! Let's hope the drapes withstand little Kenzie :-)
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