I've got to be honest, things have been really weird here at 408 recently. It's been making me act a little wacky too. Mommy and daddy keep using the word "moving" but I don't really know what's going on. There are boxes everywhere and my house is in a total state of disarray. It's causing me to act a little weird too. Mommy found me hiding under the console table a while ago.
There's also newspaper and bubble stuff everywhere. When it's in my chair I just figure I may as well use it to cover me up.
Here is one of my favorite things though. I really like dryer sheets. I like the ripping sound they make when I shred them. And Mommy says I have nice fresh breath after I've been chewing on one.
Staring it down... And attacking.
