08/12/2026
π¦π Y'ALL. Look what my friend Laura Webber just gifted me! Read all about it!!!
FIVE shirts. FIVE. This is officially a full wardrobe upgrade. One for practically every season that counts, and honestly my closet needed the range.
First up: the beer mug and palm tree number, obviously reserved for Oktoberfest season. I don't drink (giraffe metabolism, long story, ask my vet) but I fully intend to stand around Navarre Beach looking like I could, mug-print shirt flapping in the Gulf breeze, while my humans actually do the drinking. Someone has to supervise. And let's be honest, somebody around here needs to look good while doing it β that's the job of the designated dune surfer.
Then there's the stars and stripes shirt for the Fourth of July, because nothing says patriotic beach giraffe like wearing the flag while watching fireworks over the Gulf. Followed by the actual firework shirt β glowing neon "HAPPY NEW YEAR" surrounded by fireworks β for when the ball/Pelican/Moon Pie drops and I'm the tallest thing on the dunes ringing it in.
And be still my heart β a Cinco de Mayo shirt covered in guitar-playing, sombrero-wearing chili peppers. I don't know their names yet but I already love them β I can almost smell the margaritas just looking at it. We're going to have a great time on the dunes together come May.
Last but not least: the Easter egg shirt, which β if you remember three years ago β is basically a tribute to my own Favorite legend. Because that's the year I hid eggs all over the dunes, felt like a genius, and then watched one very determined little girl walk off with one of MY Favorite eggs like it was hers all along. Reader, it was NOT hers. But she smiled at me with those big kid eyes and I let it go β turns out with all these spots covering me head to hoof, at least one of them is a soft spot. This shirt is basically a memorial to that Great Egg Heist of three Easters ago. I forgive her. Mostly.
Anyway β huge thank you to our friend for spoiling me with an entire year's worth of wardrobe. My humans just stood there while I modeled all five shirts like it was fashion week. They put up with my nonsense daily, and now apparently my closet is nicer than theirs.
Oktoberfest me, July Fourth me, New Year's me, Cinco de Mayo me, Easter me β I'm booked and busy for the whole calendar. πΊπΊπΈππΆοΈπ₯
Long neck, longer memory. Never forget an egg heist.
β Larry π¦