hello guys
I'm tired of reading mom's novels, so I decided to tell you a little bit myself. I'm 11 month old Koki (whatever that means but I'm obviously big now). I love to drink milk and bully the black fluffy thing - mom and dad call it dog. I hate to sleep, I know the word NO, but mom doesn't understand. I recently admitted that I have legs and now I've decided to use them all day. Today I heard that they were going to take me to the hairdresser, I'm going to roar as much as I can. I don't understand why they have to touch my head.