I started to reach out for it but stopped when it started to rock a bit and a muffled voice could be heard. I could not make out the exact words but the voice seemed to be saying - "They said this was the way to do this and it would be easy to get out of this box. I beg to differ with them. It is not that easy. Wait, the lid is starting to move. Yeah!!" At that the moment to lid lifted and a figure could be seen:
I stared in fascination as the lid lifted higher:
With a final heave the lid flipped over onto the table and revealed the figure inside:
I watched as the little person in the box stood up and stepped out:
As he stood there dusting himself off a bit, I found my voice and said - "Who are you and where did you come from?"
He threw out his arms and said - "My name is Robin and I am here to be your new friend. The other Pix. . . Sorry, I meant to say my other friends told me that you needed a new friend and so here I am."
Still a bit stunned I reached out and shook his little hand. What else could I do?
Robin has been my friend since that time. I am hoping to do a few more stories with him. Here is one last pic of Robin as he kicks back and relaxes:
