In which the saga of R-Pod continues—and the saga of Z-Bear begins
It has been REALLY cold around here!
Brrrrr.
Lucky for me, this house is full of Scottie dog jumpers!
Why, I don't even need socks because I'm so toasty warm.
(That means I can eat my socks for a light snack!)
It goes without saying that the cold spell has led Dad to point the camera at the wrong things again.
He ...
... is ...
... out ...
... of ...
... control.
Dad traded his perfectly good German glass for other perfectly good German glass.
This particular lens is optimized to render my toes perfectly. The Germans really do make good stuff.
Apparently it's a good lens to capture Riley while she's watching TV.
Dad let her shoot one of him too. This is Riley's first published image.
Dad says it took him years to make photos that good ...
... but we're still waiting to see just one that matches up.
If he keeps wasting his time practicing on pigs, it's never going to happen.
Oh! That's better.
Oh, hello.
A pleasure to see you today, I'm sure.
Something very exciting happened today.
It's true.
I GOT HUNGRY FOR SOCKS.
I was all "GIVE ME SOCKS TO EAT! ROAR!"
Socks just taste really good.
Om nom nom nom nom.
This is my sock-eatin' face.
Hmm. I don't know what came over me there.