
Dad put me on the blue fleece blanket that he bought for a big dog photo shoot.

Dad put me on the blanket before it got trampled by dozens of semi-clean canines.
In which the saga of R-Pod continues—and the saga of Z-Bear begins

Dad put me on the blue fleece blanket that he bought for a big dog photo shoot.

Dad put me on the blanket before it got trampled by dozens of semi-clean canines.

I have been desaturated for that retro look again.

It makes me want to play old games, like Monopoly or checkers or “Atari.”

Ah–now that I’ve regained my color, I can go back to eating toy lions. That’s what the kids are doing in 2008.

This nice lady was in the backyard right behind ours.

Dad wanted to invite her in for limeade, but I said it wasn’t a great idea.

This is a bear, but not just any bear. This is Ms. Bear.

We get along great, lamb and I.

Nice to see you on this fine day.

I’m not supposed to eat lambs?
Dad says that these movies are really long, so they’ll take a while to download completely and might bore you if you’re not a family member who wants to watch two full minutes of bathtime. (He also reminds you that you need the QuickTime movie player to watch.)