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So today's viewing of Tai Shan was not the most exciting ever. We hit naptime, apparently.
As someone referred to it, a 15-gallon studio apartment:

This is what we saw for the half-hour or so we watched. He picked his head up briefly to look around, but otherwise he was down for the count.
Mama tried to wake him up briefly as we got there, but he was having none of it. She settled in for a late-morning snack instead.

Post-snack, it's time for a little nap. It doesn't look comfortable, but neither the position nor the loud construction noises next door seem to bother Mei Xiang in the least.

As someone referred to it, a 15-gallon studio apartment:

This is what we saw for the half-hour or so we watched. He picked his head up briefly to look around, but otherwise he was down for the count.
Mama tried to wake him up briefly as we got there, but he was having none of it. She settled in for a late-morning snack instead.

Post-snack, it's time for a little nap. It doesn't look comfortable, but neither the position nor the loud construction noises next door seem to bother Mei Xiang in the least.

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