The Devil Wears Orange

It's hard to believe, but my little Benjamin Roscoe is almost 6 months old. They grow up so fast. ::tear:: In the 5 months that he's owned me, he has taken over the apartment completely.

He tries to attack/jump on/play with/bite Riley (Brittany's 2 year old cat). And he tries to attack the water in the toilet when you flush. He's fallen in once. He knocked Brittany's computer off the counter causing her to lose everything on her hard drive. Every morning when we wake up, or when we come home from work, it looks like our apartment has been broken into. The movies are knocked off the stand, all the coasters are pushed off the end table, and the trash can is usually on its side.


Benjamin eats trash. Benjamin eats a lot of things. So far the things (that I know of) that he has eaten include: paper towels, sour cream, cereal, potatoes, corn, a half a loaf of bread, french fries, spiders, garlic dipping sauce, shrimp, candle wax, and milk.

It's a good thing he's cute, because he sure is bad.