Everything is mine.
My doormat ...
My snacks ...
And my antler!
I love all of them which I got from Auntie Debbie as Christmas presents, although I was alone on that day ... sorry, but I'm going to say the fact that I WAS ALONE on my first Christmas whenever I have chance in my future.
"Mom, I won't forget it."
Mom. "Oh ..."
Show and tell time!
Today, I would like to introduce my antler.
Actually, I would like to talk about the snacks too, but Mom doesn't give me very much.
I only had one cow cracker from the big bag!
See, Mom is very stingy ... there are a lot in the bag.
Oh, let's go back to the story about the antler.
To tell you the truth, when I saw the huge antler, I was a bit scared.
So I asked my Papa to hold it for me.
He's sometime useful like this.
Oh, Mom said that "Papa is making money for you, don't forget that!".
I see. I see.
Anyway, then I felt safe ... I mean that I got sure that the antler wouldn't attack me suddenly.
It felt so good!
Hardness and shape, both so perfect.
I love chewing and biting.
Papa, I don't need you anymore.
I can play without you, thank you!
Yum yum yum ...
Uh oh! Auntie Tokko is seeking a chance to steal it from me.
I love Tokko, and I feel so sorry for that I pulled her too hard when I wanted to go see a pretty girl (Mom's comment: a dog) the other day.
She fell down and hit her forehead, so I want to do something good for her.
But I cannot give her this.
This is my thing.
The antler is just for me not only for chewing but also as my new fashion.
Look at me, don't you think that I'm a coolest guy with the face mask?
Anyway I don't think this suits Tokko.
After I get tired, I lay down on Mom.
Mom, never let me go.
Everybody, good night!
Zzzzzz...

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