Grrrrr....

So, I awoke the morning of our last day on vacation with a fever and some anger issues. You see, I have four teeth coming in on top and they hurt, my head hurts, I have a fever that has been as high as 103, and I'm just generally in a pretty crappy mood. So, when you add into these factor the knowledge that I have to sit on a plane for 5 more hours, you'll forgive me for a little bit of anger.
What you'll see below is me using this cold metal thing to try to sooth the ache in my mouth....however, when the pain persists, I have to find other means of distracting myself, or more to the point, sharing the pain. Apparently, mom does not like it when I grab a little handful of skin from the back of her arm and pinch....so, naturally, the more she screamed, the more I fixate on doing it – if you can’t beat the pain, make others join you! The last picture pretty much is my mood personified on film: angry, tired, and in pain....pouting because I'm not on the beach anymore.

La la la la, la la la la, Elmo's World!

I have no idea how she did it, but mom brought Elmo with us! I didn't see him or Mr. Noodle in my bag, but since we've been here, I've watched Elmo and friends on TV every day for a little while, it's been fantastic! What you see below is not me posing for the camera, but me just going numb watching, rocking, and clapping along with my homies Elmo, Super Grover and Mr. Noodle! I'm not really sure what happens to me, but when that show goes on, I power down and settle in for a comfortably numb 15 minutes of TV, then somehow I snap out of my coma and I'm off to roam the room in search of things to pull down on myself or things to put in my mouth.

Hungry Hungry Hippo!

Every morning we have much the same routine. Mom gets up and lets me out of the closet, dad comes back to the room from the gym, and then he and I go out for a walk to look at flowers for about 25 minutes and then FINALLY, we all meet at the breakfast place for some grub. Needless to say, by the time my bosses get around to feeding me, I'm famished and cranky, and I'm willing to try anything they put in front of me. Mom and dad force new fruits on me, all kinds of flavored yogurts on me, and even turkey bacon...which I have to say has the consistency of laminated wood, and trust me, I know. My favorite thing so far has been the wonderfully buttery croissant!

Aaaaahhhhhhhh............

I have to let you in on my little secret: when preparing for a photo shoot, I like to air it all out and relax. For me, photo shoots are a lot of work, very stressful! So, I think its really important to relax as much as you can before you have to go out there and strut your stuff in front of the camera. Thus, what you'll see below is me enjoying shaking my wrinkly little nude booty in the warm evening breeze, and me finding what I feel is an appropriate time/place to relieve myself of some pee. You can tell by the look on mom's face that she was not really ready for this kind of action, but what can you do? I'd love to tell you all about what I peed on, but - as you can see - due to my large belly, I can't even see my feet, much less what I pee on.

Posers

So, today after another hard day of sitting in the sun, swimming, and eating, we all went home to freshen up a bit before heading out to dinner. Once we were all fresh and ready for our next public appearance, we wondered out to the waterfront to take some pictures on the lava rocks that make up part of our beachfront here at our hotel.
After a shot with mom and dad separately, we were lucky enough to have an employee come along and offer to take a family portrait, so we posed some more. Then, after dad wondered off to...well, who knows/cares, mom showed me where dinner was going to happen that night. As I looked at the table and counted the chairs, I thought to things: 1) Wow, this is great, what a nice place to have dinner; and 2) Isn't dad going to be a little bit pissed that the ladies are having dinner here and he has to go find somewhere else to eat?
Anyway, after mom and I looked around for a bit more, she told me that it was time for me to go back to the room to meet Linda. I have no idea who Linda is, nor what she'll be sitting on, but I guess that's what sitters do, right?

Fetch?!

I have never been so humiliated in my life! Making me fetch the Pirate Booty like a common dog?! How dare you I say! The only part of this whole exercise which is acceptable is the round of applause that I give myself for putting up with you swines.

Now....throw some more out there, this belly ain't going to get full by looking at your ugly mug!