I’m here in the wild outback of the Cullinan Ct, where the grass is tall enough to conceal a very small zebra. I’ve spotted a far rarer beast, however.
Is it a fairy? No, no. It’s much too large. A troll? Perhaps, but it is cuter than a troll. Plus, it doesn’t stink (right now). What could it be? Uh, oh. I think I’ve been spotted.
It is making a territorial warning that looks a lot like “roll it and roll it and mark it with a “D”.”
I’m trying to back away slowly, but it is too late. It is coming for me.
It seems to be sticking out its tongue-whether to mock me, to sniff the air like a lizard, or in anticipation of a glorious battle I cannot guess.
Any hope I had of victory in combat is gone. Look at the size of those teeth!
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This is proof that Des would be adorable even without legs.
Ah! So cute! Those teeth are adorable and those cheeks! I love them and I love him!
Love all of these posts and pictures. I honestly just thought you guys didn’t post anymore because I somehow wasn’t getting the posts in google reader. Jon said you guys do so I’m happy to have found the blog again.