I like to paint pictures. I try to use crayons and colored pencils sometimes, but it’s a little hard for me to hold them– since I don’t have any fingers. That’s okay, it’s just part of my style! My teachers usually let me use paint instead as long as I wear gloves to protect my fur.  It’s kind of like finger-painting but without the fingers. I use brushes sometimes, too. When I grow up I want to be the most famous stuffed animal painter ever! I’d love to live with a family that understands creative types like me! Maybe we can even make art projects together!

I’m pretty much your average guy. I like playing sports, watching sports, and talking about sports. I was fantasy football champ last year, and I’m leading the pack this year, too. I’m from Indiana, though, so of course basketball is my favorite. I’m still in school, majoring in business, but I have my hopes set on playing pro ball in the SANBA. I know I’m short, but I’m quick and I’ve got good hands.

I’ve been on my own ever since the beginning when I ripped open the seams of my birth egg. Sure, I had a few dozen siblings, but we all went our separate ways after we tunneled up to the surface. I spent a few years with a family in El Paso, but I got the itch to travel a few months ago and hit the road without a plan. I ran out cash before I could make my way back, and that’s how I ended up here.

A great smile is always a sound investment, and the dividends are priceless.^TM

You might not realize it, but proper oral hygiene is just as important for stuffed animals as it is for our living counterparts. As a stuffed beaver, I know all too well that crooked or damaged teeth can can wreak havoc on one’s self-confidence* – not to mention what it can do to one’s seams and stuffing structure. I offer a variety of treatments specifically designed to meet the medical and cosmetic needs of SAs with all manner of oral configurations.

*note: In SA terms, “teeth” may also mean:

a) threads that imply a mouth area

b) appliquéd lips

c) tooth or mouth-like indentations

d) certain whisker configurations

I’m a member of the Stuffed Secret Service. I can’t tell you who my clients are, but let’s just say they’re pretty important. You know how the kids of the President of the United States have their own personal secret service agents? Well, I bet you didn’t know that their stuffed animals do, too. And that’s me.

Wait. I mean‚ ahem‚ that could be me. If that was my assignment. But I couldn’t tell you if it was. Um.
Excuse me. I have to check out this frog over here. She looks suspicious.

I’m in the middle of a year-long road trip around the country. I just visited my brother down in Sea World San Antonio, and my next stop is Las Vegas, where I’ll catch up with my best friend. She plays a whale statue in one of those crazy Vegas shows. In the spring, I’m going on an Alaskan cruise where I’ll be doing some genealogical research. I’m tracking down some of my relatives, hoping to learn more about my roots. My dad’s job transferred him to Florida right after I was born, so we migrated when I was just a calf. I’ve heard lots of stories about my birthplace, but I was too young to remember being there. I can’t wait to see it for myself!