It is not easy to cook when I have to step over all of my utensils. Fat Baby often empties every drawer and throws all of the dishtowels, measuring spoons and teabags directly into my path. He usually pulls out each individual item, inspects it carefully and then hurls it disdainfully to the floor as if he hasn't quite found what he is looking for yet. Here he is trying to pull the blender out of the appliance garage. His grunts as he tried to lift it off the shelf without having to let go of the drawer he was holding on to turned to wails of frustration when he fell onto his bottom without succeeding in dragging the blender down with him.
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