One day, I went to the carnival, and I ate so much cotton candy that I TURNED INTO cotton candy. I have to be really sure not to eat myself. One time, like, it rained, and I started to melt. Lucky for me there was someone with an umbrella, and they, like, let me stand under it, so it wasn't so bad. Somehow, I guess, my cotton floss grows, like, as if it was hair or some junk, so it's ok if I get a little wet, but I am not sure about being in a storm or whatev. Since I smell so good all the time, it's not like I need to shower. Ants are a problem, though. I wake almost every morning with at least ten or more ants. It kind of sucks, but it's also kind of awesome.