I wanted something to take pics of at Disneyland that I could stuff in a bag, not worry about breaking, and the furries could hold if I wanted. Then I saw him and my teeth fell out from cute overload. Updates shall come as we return to the park and undertake other adventures.
You'd better "go" before we take the long ride home, do ghost dogs need to?
On the tram back to the parking lot
Stopping at Del Taco for dinner