
My first taxi ride. I can practically feel my immune system kicking in!

I enjoy the big-city culture. I don’t think I’ll be able to go back to my four-key Little Tikes piano after this.
In which the saga of R-Pod continues—and the saga of Z-Bear begins

My first taxi ride. I can practically feel my immune system kicking in!

I enjoy the big-city culture. I don’t think I’ll be able to go back to my four-key Little Tikes piano after this.

I can roll from my back to my tummy now!

Excuse me, Ms. Bear, can you believe it?

Ladies and gentlemen, assisting us in today’s production was the lovely and talented Ms. Bear.

A little applause would not kill you people.
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UPDATE: Here’s the video!

Why hello! I am a watermelon, as you can plainly see from my color scheme. I weigh about 10 pounds and 7 ounces, and I’m about 24.5 inches long. Not bad for a watermelon!

This is my best “sit as motionless as a watermelon” pose.

What did you think? Pretty convincing?

You can’t tell that I, Riley, am here, because it looks like there’s just a watermelon sitting on the couch and watching TV.

But I was this close to fooling you!

Care to bite my feet? I like doing that now.

I could stare at them all day.

C’mon–have a little monkey foot.

I am not asking. I am telling.

I kid! I kid! I don’t even really want to share. More monkey foot for me!