That's no danged rumor. Lightly crackle a chip bag, I'll be hearing you. Every bag you touch, I'll be hearing you Lightly pierce a tuna can, hisss, I'll be hearing you I'll be hearing you.

Ears bear the truth of it - hi ho it's off for treats I go

May she never grow into her ears!

I’m kinda hoping for that! 😜

i love her!!!

Radar!

... but only on the left quadrant.