I put an empty cat food storage container on its side in the Foster Room this morning, to see who would be
Pistol Pete had a go:
Jughead was the next to give it a shot, although he backed out pretty quickly:
And finally, Sandy said "oh what the heck", but even he decided that discretion was the better part of valor and only went about halfway in:
And in OTHER news from this morning in the Foster Room, Squeegee decided that he was going to take out a curtain rod. By CLIMBING ON IT. And after he successfully dismantled the curtain rod? He did this:
That's right, the little snotski STUCK HIS TONGUE OUT AT ME.
Not cool, Squeeg. Not cool. *sigh*.