Don't fence me in!

For the last couple days, mom and dad have been running off to the basement for some unknown reason....well, I've solved the mystery! They've been making a baby pin! It's worse than a cattle pin (minus the eventual death thing for them), I can't get out! It might look from the pictures like I love my animalistic cage, but don't be fooled! Sure, its a large floor that's covered with colorful padded squares, and sure the fence is made of tasty plastic with all kinds of entertaining switches and such that make noise, and sure, Chicken Elmo and Cookie Monster are in the cage with me, but don't think for a second that we like this! We are prisoners! Ok, I'd love to write more, but I have to go figure out a way to bust out. Later.