A little task...

Okay, entirely off-topic...

Dear Phrasefolk,

For your wit, your good humour, your friendship and for keeping my brain from shrinking to the point of no return you have my eternal gratitude. Here is the fruit of my labour. His name is Colin. Thanks for everything.

Your co-conspirator,

Camel

Who will resume posting when she finally gets some sleep.

He's beautiful. You've earned your sleep.

He looks just like his brother at the same age, who was likewise beautiful. Are you sure you didn't slip in the old picture to save pixels?