This Owl is twenty-percent eyes, forty-percent floof, but all squee!
These merry squeesters are just waiting for you to go back inside so they can knock over your trash and help themselves. I can't help but forgive them, they're so precious!
Dude, aren't you supposed to change color? Show off.
I mean, it's your call really, Mr. Coendou. You strike me as a very brave squee animal, so maybe looking down from a great height won't faze your psyche at all!
I hope she got the right kind of worms this time! Yesterday they were the wrong brand.