Why hello. Welcome to Playham Magazine.
You know what they say about guys with big hands, right? Well, I actually only have one big swollen hand. Maybe I could be in "Idle hands 2."
Blue steel!
Notice how my tousled hair ripples in the breeze.
Sumo squat.
Shouldn't someone be throwing rice my way?
And here I am in happier times.
April was a rough month for me. I had my front right paw slammed in a sliding door. And my parents abandoned me and went on vacation!
For a while I just moped around and listened to depressing music.
My aunties Robyn and Elaine took good care of me while my paw healed. You two are the best!
Enjoying the sunset from my porch.
And the next, you hear of a horrible plot to assassinate you! They will lure you with the freedom of the outside place, only to slam your dreams in a sliding door.
How would you feel?
I... can't look.
Nooooo...
And I am a master of camouflage.
And I can always just hide in the dark. Your cameras are no match for me!
Wait ~ what is this?
Well, nothing I can't outrun...
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Hiding from the paparazzi, one works up quite an appetite. Is that a pube in the corner?
Ahh, I give up.
Not my proudest moment: Flash photography edition
Modeling her cuddle cup. Maggie was the first to become potty-trained, if you don't count under our bed as a bathroom (Hamhead!).
Displaying proper dining etiquette.
Taking first prize in the Hamster Pouch Stuffing derby.
Encountering a high gravity day.
All packed for adventures.
Our family is smaller without you, Mags.
