The Caterpillar just had a birthday.
It's hard to space fourteen candles evenly on a cake.
It's becoming more difficult to measure him, too.
I have to stand on a stool to see the top of his head.
The Caterpillar has always had stalwart, upstanding hair.
Dandelionslayer thinks the hair gives him an unfair edge.
I'll let you draw your own conclusions.
The Caterpillar recently joined the mysterious
Order of the Arrow.
He passed through an ordeal that involved silence and fasting.
I think smiling was still allowed.
Happy birthday, Caterpillar!
