Maybe, I guess I'm going crazy, I'm just not quite cut out to be a windowsill watcher. All I've ever done (which is sitting in a quiet dark corner of a cupboard) hasn't prepared me for what was to come that fateful Chinese New Year eve where I was found snoozing and made to swim UPSIDE DOWN and sprout hair.
All's not lost. At least now I have "hair" and now I get to sit in bright sunlight. I haven't quite figured out how to work a camera with my bound legs which are somewhat more like stubs. Till then, I guess you will have to make do with text. Touch screens get Hoggus Porkus' seal of approval!
All's not lost. At least now I have "hair" and now I get to sit in bright sunlight. I haven't quite figured out how to work a camera with my bound legs which are somewhat more like stubs. Till then, I guess you will have to make do with text. Touch screens get Hoggus Porkus' seal of approval!
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