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Wednesday, April 28, 2010

DOMMY-DOM WOULD LIKE A WORD

Dear Mom,

Every one of the Pigolletos, including Count DracuPig, enjoys receiving comments on their blog. But, being a boy myself,
I don't think Count DracuPig is going to behave once he realizes he has an audience. He will only escalate his behaviour
to earn his reputation as what his mom accidently called him in her outside voice. Which I will not repeat.

Remember the shirt you gave his mom that she wears everyday, and I quote:

"VAMPIRE PENGUINS?
ZOMBIE GUINEA PIGS?

We're done for...done for."

Well? You better get us up there STAT before the Gleeks are "done for" 'cause it sounds like they're getting there fast!

Yours Truly,

Sir Dominic,
because I CARE!

oh dear, we're done for...done for...Can WE GO FOR A WALK NOW?!
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MOM, AFTER THE RAINBOW CAN WE WATCH YOU TUBE?

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SCUDDER POND SAYS FAREWELL TO US

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HOW THE MAHALS "SHARE" BREAKFAST! COURTESY OF YouTube

Guini Pig SINGING

WE HELP MOM CLEAN OUR CAGES! NOT.



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TRAINING THE MAHALS IN NON-VIOLENT CIVIL DISOBEDIENCE

Dear Readers,

Now that I am the Head of "The Herd that Hears" I have something the herd needs to hear: To make it in this world, do not allow yourself to do any of the things mom asks you to do because then you will lose all respect for yourself.  We are all males. Not females. I am the #1 Alpha Male of dis here boy-band, thus: Here is my photo essay on Civil Disobedience.

Ok, Ok, everybody, calm down! Yeah, I bit that woman's hand the other night and the medics came (blah, blah, blah, they made jokes about how guinea pigs would taste on a barbeque grill) AND THEY CALL THEMSELVES FIRST RESPONDERS? They just NASTY!

So, big deal, then mom spent half the night in the Emergency Room having the gusher flushed out, cleaned, getting pain meds and antibiotics and what EVER. Mom, it's not like this is the first time, you should know the routine by now and not make QUITE such a drama out of it. You know one of the friends moving you is going to wash all that blood off the walls, so just take a deep breath, focus on your whatever-the-yoga-you-do Thing, and relax. That's a good mom. There you go...calm down.

Now, we get to the Mahals. What mom did next set the stage for their first Really Big Lesson in Gandhi-esque revolution:

Mom felt that since I was the one who bit her, she could just hand me her guinea pig cage & clean "To Do" list, which she did.

Mahals, listen UP! That's it, Raj, watch closely: Politely thank mom for the opportunity to pitch in and help, since she is one-handed yet again (which, if you really reflect upon it, doesn't speak so highly of mom's learning curve)
and accept the list graciously.

Act as if it would be an honor to read the list and follow the stuff the blue letters on the paper say to do.

Now, Mahals, REALLY PAY ATTENTION NOW: The second mom thanks you and turns her back, DESTROY THE LIST, EAT IT, CHEW IT UP, AND THEN - AS A PARTING GESTURE OF "OH YEAH, RIGHT, MOM, YA THINK WE'RE ALL A BUNCH OF LITTLE GIRLS?" YOU MUST PEE ON IT. A FEW TIMES. That Way, the blue letters change and mom has no proof that she ever asked you to do anything in the first place.

And, now that we have a chirper amongst us, get Taj to chirp to the birds, which mom finds so delightful she forgets all about the list and goes about cleaning our cages with her newly bandaged hand covered by a rubber glove.

And THAT, Mahals, is how we do iT!

IF THESE PHOTOS ARE COMPLETELY OUT OF SEQUENCE IT IS INTENTIONAL: WE ARE NOT LINEAR THINKERS, we are creative dreamers! Just scroll down and figure it goes bottom to top, ok?

Thank you, dear Readers. Just had to do this while mom was out getting us ready to move this weekend.

Humbly,
your sweet darling, YumYum

WHO DA MAN? WHO DA MAN? WHO DA MAN? YUM-YUM CAN! YUM-YUM CAN! YUM CAN 'CAUSE I DA MAN!


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