Among the delightful haul from my most recent birthday was this, a plush version of the real thing. It's delightfully yellow with brown eyes the size of quarters. It's so cute you'd never know its relatives were responsible for boring through the pages of tomes for their entire five-year lifespan, laying waste to some of the world's great libraries.
Most such acquisitions more or less name themselves with only minimal assistance from the humans, but this guy--or is it a girl?--is defying the norm.
What should I name my bookworm, and why?
Maryn, stumped
Most such acquisitions more or less name themselves with only minimal assistance from the humans, but this guy--or is it a girl?--is defying the norm.
What should I name my bookworm, and why?
Maryn, stumped