We have a little friend who visits when his mama goes out of town. Let’s call him Pedro (name changed to protect the guilty). We love having Pedro visit and I think that Pedro loves visiting us too but I suspect that we aren’t the reason that he loves to visit … that would be because of Babar (name not changed). Now, when we first invited Pedro to stay with us we never suspected that he had a thing for stuffed elephants. I mean who would? To look at him you would never assume that he had “that” kind of wild side. I discovered it the first time that he came to visit. I am not sure why Babar was on my office floor. I am not sure why I had to walk in when I did. Unfortunately, I can never take back what I saw. Poor Babar. Poor me. Without getting graphic and / or giving you nightmares I will just say that Babar gets a good ½ hour workout every morning. You machine Pedro!
In honor of Pedro’s visit I give you the picture of the day …
Ahhh, it took me a minute, but I think I know who Pedro is! Poor Babar!
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