Pickle Massey

Someday, my handsome face will grace every banknote and you'll be able to take me with you everywhere.

Chilling with my blanket, on my very own bed.

I have the longest and most flexible legs. I can curl and cross my paws better than the rest.

My belly is full of biscuits. Chicken biscuits. That's right- I'm made of 100% chicken (and the occasional gecko)!

I have multiple chill spots all around my Pickle Pad. This orange beanbag be my fave.

I don't play games (even though I has an arcade machine). I take life very seriously.

Can't find me? I might be in the middle of some reconnaissance. It's my job to keep notes on the neighbours.

You can join me if you're absolutely quiet... Don't scare the birds away.

I know everything about the people in this building. Nothing escapes me.

I frequently experiment with sleep poses. I have found the optimal way to keep myself fully charged by day, so I can charge about the house by night.

Looking for me in the morning? I'll be right here on my personal sofa.

A gentleman must have his tools. I favour the good ol' typewriter.

One of my little-known talents: I am a contortionist.

I am also invisible.

And when gravity gets me down, I simply soar through a sky of mosaic tiles.