For example, about 10 minutes ago I grabbed a juice-box from the fridge and 10 minutes later, he's still standing 2 feet in front of it staring patiently, waiting for the carrots to fall out of the magic silver box.
No, Meatwad doesn't have many talents, aside from love dances and kisses. He doesn't roll over unless he just ate too many greens and even then it's more of a plop than a roll.
He doesn't play dead unless I accidentally sneak up on him mid-nap and then get set into a quick panic wondering why he is laying on his side with his feet up in the air.
The one talent that Meatwad does have, is a useless yet thoroughly entertaining talent. When you put something on Meatwads head, it's like pressing the pause button. Meatwad will hold still long enough to grab everyone within earshot to come over and stare at the fluffy statue. So what I have been doing lately, is just taking advantage of this by seeing what silly things I can put on his head.
Why? Because I have a bunny that lets me put things on his head. This week, I had a chocolate bar appropriately left over from Easter that seemed to be a close doppelgänger for Meatwad.
And so the story goes...
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