Dad was watching a re-run of "Barbarians" on the History Channel and the segment was on Vikings! Wow. Those guys were really fierce. Marauding and pillaging all of Medieval Europe, wow! Then Mom told me I was a descendant of Vikings. I could certainly see that.
I am a very fierce baby after all. I can't be confined and when people get in my way I fight back.
And I can sure EAT like a Viking. There isn't that much of a difference between a long day of raiding as opposed to a long day of trying to crawl after all.
Just wait till I become more mobile and get my feet moving. I will be a true terror of the neighborhood.
Get ready for Jaxon the Red!!!!