For the past several weeks, mom has been having a difficult time.
We have been deeply affectionate and loving, because we are saints, one and all.
We spent hours of lap time holding in our pee (because guinea pigs try not to pee on their people; it's part of our reputation as gentle pets) but last night my bladder nearly burst! Mom needed so much love. Whew!
So, this morning, following Bear's weather report of :::SUN::: we convened an Intervention!
WE THREW HER OUT! SHE HAD ALREADY FED US, SO WHO NEEDED ALL THE DRAMA? ENOUGH ALREADY!
Mom's birthday is the same is her hero John Muir, who used to just HEAD UP INTO THE MOUNTAINS with some bread and a Sense of Wonder. We had exactly one more piece of home-made cornbread, some protein drink, and a bottle of water to pack her up and off she went to the North Shore Trail of Lake Whatcom. It was good for her.
It was good for us! And I got to pee whenever I felt like it instead of holding it in while she petted and held me and loved me, for hours. Get me a diaper, already!
We packed her camera and she met really cool, exotic dogs and their people, felt spring in the air, and even got to watch the Whatcom Fire and Rescue Team practice mountain climbing along slick, rock waterfalls in full firefighting regalia! COOL, huh?
And the eagle sat waiting at the top of her tree, greeting mom upon her return home.
So, we will be sharing photographs from Mom's Walkabout with you and hope that when the sun does
peek out, and you have a chance to head for the hills, you don't forget your cornbread!
PANDA PIG OUT!
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