Dear Readers,
Before you knew me very well, I had a secret that mom and PandaPig kept, which I am now ready to reveal: I, YumYum,
was Born to Whirl and am actually a DervishPig! That is correct, readers. This is a picture that mom took when I was
still a wee little Whirler, astonishing Panda and Mom with my WillingnessToWhirl...they could hardly believe their eyes
and, as you can see here, WELL, you CANNOT see here! BECAUSE I whirl so fast!
Now that mom is reading a novel about Rumi called The Forty Rules of Love and has begun listening to Sufi music,
I have spontaneously begun whirling again, and the whorls in my fur whirl in the opposite direction, which makes me
so extraordinary mom wants a Hollywood movie camera with which to film a documentary called: "Whorling Dervish"
all about ME!
How much do they cost?
Who cares? If Amazon has them, we've found a way to get one...oops, as you'll see in my next post, which you did not read
here...
Since Raj and Taj both have illustrious names with Mahal added to each one, I am contemplating the opposite, attaching
a new FIRST name to myself: maybe like, oh, RumiYumYum or something...just a thought...I loves to Think almost as much
as I loves to Whirl but I don't loves anything more than I loves to Runabout, Eatabout, then Pee-and-PoopAbout and mom is
now resetting our space in a circle so we can do all that while Whirling too! Which means, we can scatter our "gifts" to the winds! (and mom can vacuum them up afterwards.)
love,
RumiYumYum, Raj Mahal, Taj Mahal
or "The Pigolettos" (mom says her fingers don't work enough for those names...EEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!)
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