his name is oliver. i found him a few weekends ago, up in the mountains. it was love at first sight:
(yes, i know- crooked septum jewelry! D: )
we chatted for a bit:
and fed him some cheezburger:
the next morning we had an impromptu photoshoot on the porch:
and he tried to climb a tree after a bird...
but realized he couldn't get down. XD
he ended up sliding down the branches on his butt until i caught him.
that was pretty exhausting, so he had a nap. check out the curling-up progression:
then i brought him home!
this is his favorite place to sit when i won't let him sit on my head:
and we are happy. :D
also, some random photo-age of the hair, plus
myspace lulz/hooray for wake'n'bake:
bad shot from this morning:
and the five new dreadies i made the other night out of the hair i've been growning out from my bangs:
and that's all, folks! :D