Everyone, this is Rudolph. Rudolph, this is everyone. In this picture, Rudolph is clinging to my Fiancee’s pinky fingertip.
Rudolph is the pet of my semi-niece Morgan. By semi-niece I mean she’s the daughter of a cousin, which I think makes her a second cousin or a cousin once removed or some similarly silly name derived through genealogical illogic. I can never remember, and since she’s about a tenth of my age it’s unfair to expect her to keep track of it. It’s easier for her to remember that I’m one of her multitude of attending uncles.
And no, I haven’t tried coming up with the rest of the words for Rudolph the Green Clawed Hermit Crab’s Christmas carol… Yet.