Jackson had an itch that she couldn't scratch (really). We had to put a cone on until she healed. She was very unhappy, but Pinky did his best to keep her company.
Pinky crawls in everything. I worry sometimes that the pictures will look odd, almost bad. Like this one, it looks a little funny. But he crawled in there and was having the time of his life. When you take him out he immediately darts back in. He spent at least an hour banging around inside that paper bag. And he loves to be carried around in the bags. I like to imagine he thinks he's an astronaut.