You can’t really blame Chompers. He’s the type of creature that needs both a lot of exercise and a lot of attention. Maybe. Look, I don’t know what he is either. Stop hassling me.
Is it Wednesday, imaginary readers? Don’t answer that, it was rhetorical. My computer has a calender, anyway. Plus, I’m in the past. It’s actually Tuesday right now. Don’t tell anyone, though. I don’t want people to know I have the secret to time travel. (By the time you read this, I’ll be in the future! But be cool about it. Be cool, imaginary readers.)