My new home is truly beautiful. 

If you've ever been stuck in a New York City elevator with an animal party troupe, people dressed in full-body animal costumes, with molded heads and ears that brush against the ceiling, then you know exactly what I'm going through right now.

A giraffe... yes a giraffe... turns to talk to a pink bunny, through the black netting in its neck. "Can you believe this crap, Jim? We're going to be late."

The green alligator turns and unknowingly bumps me with his foam tail. "We have a few minutes. He said his wife doesn't get off until five."

"It's two minutes to five," the brown turtle to my right says to his partners. "We're supposed to be there before she leaves. We're going to miss our window."

A gorilla lifts and drops his arms. "Great. Now we're not going to get paid." He tilts his gorilla head upwards as best he could and begins shouting. "Hello up there? Can anyone hear me? We're stuck in here."

"I don't think anyone can hear us," a brown moose with orange antlers says to the gorilla. "Maybe we should scream louder.

As if on cue, the giraffe, bunny, turtle, alligator, gorilla, moose, two toucans with a colorful snouts, and a porcupine start shouting up towards the ceiling. After a few seconds of roars and pleas, the large-headed lion waves his hands in a crisscross fashion and everyone shuts up. The elevator gets quiet as if someone just turned off the volume, and Cindy releases a loud chortle.