Blanket Prison

Squirmy hates grass.  He really, really hates grass.  He hates grass so much that if you put him on a blanket in a sea of grass, he will not ever leave the blanket.  It’s as though the blanket sprouted walls and bars and turned into a county jail.  For now, the blanket prison is very handy.  Squirmy likes being outside, and if he’s placed in the middle of the blanket, we always know where he is.  Sometimes he gets a bit grouchy if people aren’t paying attention to him, but if someone is nearby he tends to be content, and if someone is right there next to his blanket, he tends to be quite jolly.