Eating then.
Eating now.
Park then.
Park now.
Petite Vampire then.
Petite Vampire now.
It's got to be around here somewhere, Chimpy.
Ah, the Crocodile Creek placemat map comes through. Thanks for nothing, Rand McNally.
First, you stare it down to establish your dominance.
Smackdown!
Then shake.
Next!
Here's Chimpy's tribute to the Mountaineers. Let's go!
Chimpy joins her family's proud tradition of gardening by apprenticing as scarecrow.
She is soon promoted to supervising a supply run.
She joins her pop on early morning snail patrol and watering detail. (Snails are relocated, not crushed).
We thought we'd have a trial run/test market vegetable stand by selling a few of our loquats, but the city shut us down for operating a bathtub out of our front yard without a license.