Nathan is now officially mobile. He can push himself with his foot across a room. He sees something he wants, starts moving, and within ten seconds of the original sighting he has destroyed his target, which has been masticated to bits and is scattered about in puddles of drool. Books, cherry tomatoes, and a few of Nick's toys, all victims of this ruthless predator.
Boy are we in trouble.
1 comment:
never, that was so quick! he'll have one up on the tazmanian devil before christmas
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