OMG. The cuteness is at toxic levels!! I just want to reach out and scritch his little fuzzy nose...
Aw, why can't all the rodents in my basement hibernate like that so I can stop killing them?
May I just say: squeeeee!
Mmm...dormice. Roasted with honey and sesame seeds, maybe with a rose petal garnish. Delicious!
Squee! [claps hands to face in effort to stop imminent head explosion from the cuteness!]
What better place to put him, when he arose, than in a rose?
But you guys are missing an important biological discovery here. Clearly, since he's holding his feet so close to his nose it has to be the smell from them which puts him into his winter sleep.
In other words, a nose by any other name still smells his feet....
OMG. The cuteness is at toxic levels!! I just want to reach out and scritch his little fuzzy nose...
Aw, why can't all the rodents in my basement hibernate like that so I can stop killing them?
May I just say: squeeeee!
Mmm...dormice. Roasted with honey and sesame seeds, maybe with a rose petal garnish. Delicious!
Squee! [claps hands to face in effort to stop imminent head explosion from the cuteness!]
What better place to put him, when he arose, than in a rose?
But you guys are missing an important biological discovery here. Clearly, since he's holding his feet so close to his nose it has to be the smell from them which puts him into his winter sleep.
In other words, a nose by any other name still smells his feet....
OK I'm outta here.