did we really need to bring pleo home? all i hear now is "oh, pleo, how cute are you?"... "pleo, walk to me"... "charlie, look at how sweet pleo is"... "charlie, come play with pleo"... it's a never ending sugar fest with the little baby dinosaur.
you might think i'm jealous. i'm not. i'm a living, breathing, shedding, pooping, eating... kitten. for the love of god, pleo is rubber and a bunch of wires and stuff. what does he have that i don't? well, i have a few words for you, pleo...
one day, she will leave. and on that day... i will kick your little green ass. game on, dino!