Monkey is trapped under here.
Juvenile?
Yes. Yes, it is.
I've been testing out a new look recently. Still needs a bit of work but I've had some small success at getting shinies with it.
In this particular instance, it netted me a blackberry, which I promptly ate.
This thing trips me out.
See how quickly my sense of style disappeared?
Check out the knee highs.
Now, that is what I call style.
Zero.
Good thing the pillow was there to cushion my enormous noggin as it crashed to the floor.
Sometimes, sleep sneaks up on you like a freight train.
Check this thing out!
You can put in all kinds of stuff and carry it around. Or, if you want, you can put it on your head and wear it like a helmet.
Whoever came up with this deserves the Nobel Prize for Awesome.
Look at all this stuff.
I've been trying to unpack and organize but keep getting distracted by what comes out of each box.
I'm hoping to have everything put away in time for Christmas.

To be completed after nap time.
Monkey and I have completed phase one of my master plan and infiltrated suburbia.
Phases two and three will be implemented shortly.