Sometimes I need a strong cup of bun with extra squee to help me get through my Mondays.
What? Can't a couple of moose congratulate each other on a waterhole well found?
... and yeah, of course we have to do the fist pound with our noses... we don't even have fists!!
What a squee widdle mouse! I shall call him Pinocchio!
Come juuuuuust a little closer, I can't quite reach to boop!