3 months old!!!

Boy you know, old age really gives you a whole new perspective on life. For one thing, I can totally feel it in all my joints lately. I never even knew I had joints until about a week ago. Also, I sleep a whole lot more than I used to. And I drool a lot. And my memory seems to be going. Or is it coming? Either way, life sure is different now that I'm an older man. To celebrate my mom took some pictures of me with my friends Donkey Hote and Monk. As always you're welcome ladies.

Here I'm stretching out so you can take in all the wonder and awe that is my impressive physique.

(Disclaimer: Mommy made us take this. We don't even like NY that much let alone "heart" it. If they made a "I put up with NY because Mommy forces us to" t-shirt then we'd both be wearing that.)

The fellas and I. I call this look "Sassafras".

This is our formal portrait look. I'm looking into having this framed on a 12 foot canvas and hung in our foyer. Or in the Louvre. Either one.

Donkey Hote wasn't happy with the terms of his contract so he walked out at this point. That's ok. I can carry a photospread by myself.

Here, Monk and I are illustrating the dichotomy between happiness and sadness, lightness and darkness, good and evil, etc. It's a think piece.

Is this "Blue Steel" or is it "Magnum"? You decide.