We went to the store today with all the white teachers. We crammed six of us in and made our way to the Northern. Awaiting us was a package that contained Edgar's boots. When we came home we opened them up and tried them on. Here they are:
He has been so funny with them. He obviously trips a lot, so to compensate he kind of hops around. And because of the rubber soles and size, he sounds and walks like a Clydesdale. It is quite funny. On another note, Claire and I stayed at school all day on Wednesday, so Edgar was in his cage for 8 hours. He managed to hold his bladder the entire time. When we got home, all he wanted to do was play and well, who can blame him.