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May. 21st, 2010 04:31 pm[And once again, it's time for Gulliver cam! He found it on the floor, and what's on the floor is for his pudgy little paws. So it's video, and he's poking at it with his nose, before squeaking at it. Gulliver has it propped against the table in the living room, aimed towards the window. Thankfully, it's been fixed, and no newspaper. It's open, letting in a gentle breeze.
He plops down in front of it, sitting up for a good second before falling backwards. Uh-oh! He wobbles around for a little, rolling and wiggling until he can sit on his stomach again. Gurgling again, he just stares at the communicator.
Gulliver likes the light. He gurgles at it, paw reaching forward to poke the device. It sets it off balance, and the view goes slowly from him to the ceiling as it slides flat. He just crawls over, looking down at it. Hello? Hello!
And suddenly, the door opens.]
Ngh...
[Gulliver's head perks up, and he squeaks happily as footsteps echo into the room. Anemone pops into view, looking around lazily before just dropping a sweater on the floor. She trudges across the room and out of view. Gulliver abandons the communicator, and there's a dragging of cloth, and then a soft thud. He starts squawking hurriedly and running about the room, but then he just gets silent. The communicator times out.]
He plops down in front of it, sitting up for a good second before falling backwards. Uh-oh! He wobbles around for a little, rolling and wiggling until he can sit on his stomach again. Gurgling again, he just stares at the communicator.
Gulliver likes the light. He gurgles at it, paw reaching forward to poke the device. It sets it off balance, and the view goes slowly from him to the ceiling as it slides flat. He just crawls over, looking down at it. Hello? Hello!
And suddenly, the door opens.]
Ngh...
[Gulliver's head perks up, and he squeaks happily as footsteps echo into the room. Anemone pops into view, looking around lazily before just dropping a sweater on the floor. She trudges across the room and out of view. Gulliver abandons the communicator, and there's a dragging of cloth, and then a soft thud. He starts squawking hurriedly and running about the room, but then he just gets silent. The communicator times out.]
