The Happy Life

I have to say, life is good again. I'm even buddies with Davis. At first, it was hard, not with Davis but with Jorge. But then Jorge had a date with a scalpel and he became a real buddy. But Davis, woa, we had to get out of his way. He even tried to bite Ma, not once but three times! That didn't go over good. Ma was happy that he didn't bite down but still, I mean, you don't bite the hand that feeds you, or the hand that cuddles you, or the hand that feeds you, did I say that already? A hand, that's for licking cause they taste so salty, and those nails, what's the deal with the nails? I don't get why they need those? I try to pry them off each time but Ma won't let me finish the job.  Now where was I? Oh ya, Davis... it was his turn to meet the nutcracker and now, he's my buddy. He's so happy too, hops everywhere, he no longer walks or crawls, or runs, he just hops. I try and play with him, like you know, wrestling, and he just hops away. I go to talk to him and he hops away, sometimes he comes back ...but only to hop away again. Ya, it can get annoying. But when he's sleepy, I can crawl into the hammock and cuddle up to him. I love my new buddy Davis. :)