And now for godpa's frustrations. He discovered I was given a fur trim around my head by his dad. He's been lamenting the loss of my cute round face, and unhappy that my body now looks disproportionately bigger than my head.
Do I care? Well, not really. For the moment, godpa has a shiny new car that he can "dote" on. You can tell he likes the storm silver metallic colour and how it looks great under an overcast sky when a storm approaches. The "doting" will last until it gets its first dent or scratch or ... I better shut up.