Under the Table and Dreaming

I like the space under the table. It’s where I do some of my best thinking. And dreaming. Sometimes, however, my fat sister interrupts me. Sigh.

Just hanging out.

Just hanging out.

Go away, I'm thinking.

Go away, I’m thinking.

Shoo, dog. Shoo.

Shoo, dog. Shoo.

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

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Boxes! Yay!

So we’re moving. I don’t know what that means, but it involves boxes. Lots of boxes. Yay! I don’t really know what else to say about this. Umm.. boxes? I went for a nice walk today (jalan-jalan!), and then came back home to chill with the boxes. Yay! My brother likes the boxes too. I think. He’s weird. Boxes!

Boxes!

Boxes!

Boxes make me sleepy.

Boxes make me sleepy.

Very sleepy.

Very sleepy.

Boxes make me want to sniff butts.

Boxes make me want to sniff butts.

Review: Stewart’s Cream Soda bottle cap

The humans left me a new toy the other day. As per usual, they didn’t even have the decency to give it to me – I had to go find it myself, abandoned as it was on the table in the lounge. I have to admit: I was pleasantly surprised. The built quality of this toy is excellent, and it proved to be hugely entertaining. I also appreciate the fact that it’s small enough for me to easily manipulate with my paws, and even hold in my mouth when I want to carry it somewhere (to dump it in my water bowl, for example). I’m not a big fan of the colour (the shiny golden surface makes it a bit tacky), but that’s only a minor complaint.

All in all, a pretty nice Christmas gift, even though it came almost a week late.

Fun toy.

Fun toy.

Bottle capped.

Bottle capped.

Quite a pleasant feeling.

Quite a pleasant feeling.

Entertainment value: 5/5
Durability: 5/5
Looks: 3/5
Value for money: 5/5
Overall: 4.5/5