I know this probably means nothing to most of you. But the few that know what that is, and how insanely difficult it is to actually get, will understand why I feel such a sense of accomplishment.
Over a toy.
But hey. I’ll take my victories where I can get them.
Besides, he’s perfectly sized to store my key fob in. Which is handy because it’s too bulky for my wallet and looks junky just hanging off my purse chain, clanging against everything in its path. My caddy’s fob should be housed in something classy…..like a stuffed shrimp with a zip pouch.
pinkies out








