Morning after

Ughhhhhh. What?! I'm sleeping. Turn it down. Kill that light. Ughhhh.

Sucking down Eukalypus last night like it was fucking candy and now look at ya. Pathetic. He has his eyes shut and even has his ears sort of tucked in and pulled down. I bet his nostrils are sealed tight as a baby sphincter. Ew.
I guess they have a thing for getting all jammed up and nussled in tree nooks. I suppose if I lived in a tree, that's where I'd hang out too. Good butt support and soforth. God bless 'em.