I have no idea what’s going on.
I think Blade is dreaming that he’s Superman.
Blade and I love what my human calls ‘bookshelves’.
I want many more.
Today is my birthday! I am a year old, 15 in human terms.
I spent part of the day playing with a wooden bird. Yes, you heard me correctly. A FREAKIN’ WOODEN BIRD!!! It was the best!
(The quality sucks, I know. My human’s talker-thingie isn’t very good.)
The rest of the time I hung out with my little bro.
Best. birthday. ever.
My human is a little slow. She was apparently looking for me for a very, very long time.
My human built Elsa’s castle for me! I always suspected I’d make an awesome Disney princess.
Now all I need is an awesome sister.