Rumors abound as to where I have been. No doubt some of the less adventurously-minded could tell you I was merely stuck at the bottom of the sock drawer beneath the socks that my handler won't throw away but doesn't exactly want to wear, either. Or perhaps they may insinuate I spent the last few months dangling over the side of the bin in which the handler keeps her paints and various other creative bits and utensils. Yaaaaaaaaaaar but they would all be wrong. I have been to the other sid... read more

...thus far I have had numerous staples implanted through my fuzzy black face in order to attach an albeit beautiful rainbow mouth.... It was that or the needle, and I wasn't fancyin all them stitches..... then I was beglittered from head to ....well....whatever...by a well-meaning glittery exotic dancer... though I I suppose I would be PRETTY curmudgeony to complain about that... heh heh... still, all in all I be thinkin I will need a vacation from this vacation. Someone put me back in the ... read more

She and I had a sleepover of sorts and bonded SO closely we even shared hair. Isn't she sweet?

We had a wonderful time though I'm not sure if she told me what her name was. I think we were having too much fun to bother.

Today my handler and I spent a fair amount of time playing Big Fat Awesome House Party on cartoon network's website. We have completed a few adventures with the spectacular (if somewhat arrogant) master Blooregard Q. Kazoo and have acquired a few pieces of furniture for a small room on the third floor which we have been given. We finally conquered most of the minigame levels we have unlocked so far (and boy is my nose tired from pounding that computer mouse so passionately!).....

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My friendly human handler and I watched some movies last night and popped popcorn and shared a good long girlie cry over not one but TWO adolescent dramas because you're never too old to empathize with not fitting in or not getting the guy/chick/whatever....it was very sweet if perhaps somewhat embarrassing. She and I had a very nice time though and afterward reminisced and wondered momentarily if there isn't something a little sad in childhood giving way to adulthood. But then I said, well... read more