Quilbo is a chocolate now

my precious spiky, snuffling beanbag
Hello I am an irl punk princess and this is my grad date, Quilbo Baggins. We’re very happy together.

When your favorite blogs reblog pictures of you that your momma put up and you can’t contain your excitement

Quilbo Baggins
Tunnel bab
Quilbo after a bath. He wouldn’t let go of the towel and refused nail trims.
It’s going to be Quilbo Baggins’ first Christmas, so he got to be subjected to a holidays photoshoot!
Sleeping beauty
Quilbo cosplaying Johnhog
I was really wishing that I could get the sweater to work for him, because he always gets chilly when I let him explore the house. He doesn’t like to walk around in it much, but likes to duck his head in and try to sleep instead.
Quilbo being devoured by a terrifying ghost
I couldn’t save him

“Ford? I think I’m a hedgehog.”
A friend who babysat my hedgehog for me made him this fabulous hat, and is working on a white beanie for him as well.
He is completely undeserving of garments of such amazing craftsmanship and consideration, but he still looks fabulous in them.
Quilbo ensuring that my new shoe(s) are up to standard.
I think that the second picture most accurately depicts his approval.