Mommy thinks I'm a ham bone. Sometimes I'm not sure whether I'm coming or going.
Mommy tries to put clothes on me after my bath ... but I usually manage an escape!
Rockin' out to Alan Jackson's song: Good Time. Yeah, turn it up!
I was so excited Mommy gave Sidney new life with changed batteries! Oh how I like Grandma's Christmas toy.
I like to hold her hands while she sings/dances for me now ... though I got a little aggressive with the poor squirrel on the last go 'round. Oh dear.
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