This is an old picture of me. There is a box above my head because Mom was starting to pack before the move. I still haven't come out from under the bed much at our new place, but I do demand my treats every night. Mom is going to make the bed all topsy turvey in the next couple of days, and thinks that might startle me out from under there. She keeps hoping I will come out and explore some more. Maybe I will, but maybe I won't.