Toby and the Giant Corncob

Toby is spoiled.

Perhaps you all already assumed that by virtue of the fact he has a blog, and human staff to type for him, but it's much more than that.

We have imagined that in a previous life he was the pampered pet of an Amazonian princeling. Toby would be quite comfortable if he were hand-fed every meal. He would have preferred us to hold the corncob while he daintily plucked individual kernels and ate them one by one, but that got old fast. Here's what happened when we stopped holding the corn for him.

Toby wonders what to do.

At first, delicately picking up the corncob.

Table manners are cast aside as he chomps down.

Almost done.

What a mess! What's missing here is a picture of the floor around the cage--corn and hunks of corncob everywhere. These pictures really don't do justice to the ripping, shredding, flinging frenzy; we need video. Coming soon: TobyCam!

New Posts Coming Soon!

As you can see, Toby is hard at work updating his blog. Apparently he has become impatient with our delays in adding new entries and photos.

You might not believe it, but this is not a posed picture. We left him on the perch in the kitchen (which theoretically he can't get down from) and went outside. When we came back in, he was sitting on the keyboard and his blog was on the screen. We knew he could jump off the perch, and that he could climb onto the desk. And of course, he loves to walk on the keyboard which has resulted in some interesting text and several misplayed hands of Spider. But how did he open the blog?