No stinkin' way...

There is a stinkin' elf in the house. Seriously. It appeared a few weeks ago, moved stuff around, then left. Well it is back and brought a friend with it.  Apparently, Pagget the Elf pulled a drunk, left the house, then picked up a buddy along the way.

Humans, do you realize this thing takes attention away from me?

And, I'm not even allowed to "love" on it so that means he still has his ears, eyes, and arms.

This could get ugly.

I eat my competition for breakfast, kinda like Wheaties!