We got a walker....joy. Actually, its only fun when we transform it down into a car and I sit on it and dad pushing me around the room...now that's a good time! That being said, I'm not sure what the point of this walker thing is, but needless to say my opinions don't matte and dad's all about it. In fact, while I could really care less about this thing, dad can't stop dragging it out whenever we're in the living room. Well, because I like dad, I appease him a bit from time to time, hell, I'll even growl on demand, but there are limits to my willingness to accommodate his push towards bipedalism....I'm no Chamberlain!
Anyway, as you can see from the tape, dad and I were going for a little walk, when I saw something that truly generated some interest on my behalf....a squishy blue ball! Damn tootin'! Walker over....it's time to play with the ball!
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