Okay. So I’ve run into Skippy twice in the past few weeks. These pictures are from the first time, when he was nine weeks old and ridiculously adorable, as opposed to the second time, when he was twelve weeks old, twice as big, and… ridiculously adorable.
Skippy (and his friend Capp) have an Instagram account. I know I don’t have to tell you to go there, because you’re already there.
He was in the main hall of the Airbnb building…
…the squealing was hypersonic. Glass was cracking all over the lobby.
He’s sooooo soooooooft.
I had to stay a bit away from him, because he wanted to climb out and say hello to me so badly.
Oh god these two are going to have such a great time.
Oh, I would’ve been squealing too!
I wonder if that’s why they like squeaky toys so much? They sound like US.