Can You Say "FA-MOUSE PIG?"

Mom found out sometime during her haze (oopsie, meant past few days) this pic of Calvin the small gonna supposed to get published in the World's First and Only International Magazine about guinea pigs. We got a link to it on our "Blogs We
Read" list over yonder there: "The Guinea Pig Magazine" and it real pretty, too.

When the editor asked mom to tell her a little about Calvin well, y'know mom can't keep her pie-hole shut so she wrote a TOME, so then the editor said it was actually for a photo page but mebbe mom could write the story of Calvin the small's rescue for the next issue...mom need to learn what "less is more" means, but she ain't evah gonna...she says that what "editorZ" is for: Southern lassies can run they's pie-holes
as much and for howevah long they feels like it, what mom says. She justifies
everything by sayin' "From the Deep South" but...Lassies?

SERIOUSLY?!

(ENTIRE HERD BELLOWING IN LAUGHTER, ROLLING OVER ON THEY'S LIDDLE BACKS AND WIGGLING ALL THEY'S TOES WITH THE GIGGLES! LASSIES, OH WHERE MOM COME UP WID DIS STUFF? SHE KEELIN' US THAT SO FUNNY!)

Time To Rest

Hi y'owl,

It's time for mom to take a break so we are going to take a break with her. We will be back once the spark returns! For now, she too sick and we is going to behave -

YumYum: "Speak for yourSELF!"
CoconutPie: "Speak for yourSELF!"
MacNutPie: "Speak for yourSELF!"
Raj Mahal: "Speak for yourSELF"
Taj Mahal: "What Raj said plus
she betta clean our cages TODAY!"

"My name is Calvin and I just spoke for myself, apparently."

All Together: "CLEAN OUR CAGES, MOM! AND WHERE
IS BREAKFAST AND WHY AREN'T WE ON RUNABOUT
OR GETTING COMBED ON YOUR LAP?! YOU THINK YOU
SICK NOW JUST WAIT - "

Expletives Deleted. That's all, folks!

One Big Enchilada!

Nobody knows this, but mom is a weather geek and minored in geography stuff in college. Last night we all had to endure TWO episodes of "NOVA," one on DARK SPACE (pretty cool, actually) and the other one on Fractal mathematics and applications discovered by Benoit Mandelbrot.
Gotta admit, that was kinda cool, but eating popcorn to math?! Seriously, mom? SERIOUSLY!

Why she have to cancel NETFLIX just because they doubled their price and offered nothing in return? We been having lots of fun "at the movies" and was just learning to sing like Crazy Heart, who is in concert in Seattle this weekend. That Jeff Bridges one fine piece o' Old Guy!

Night-night from Migraine Central, HurricanerZ, take care!

Lurve,
All us guinea pigulas *TWANG!*
(since we ain't go no more NETFLIX, gonna take REAL GOOD
care of mom tonight, yeah REAL GOOD: Mu-ah-Ha-HAAAAAAAAH!)



Marifun Sends ME a Magic Carpet!

Whaddya mean that a real good song? MOM! Please stop singing...i don'know who "StepOnWolf" is, but i's ABOUT READY to STEP on it myself! (what it? someMODy tell me, what it?)
Please get Marifun for me...she gotta hush you!

YumYum: "MacNutPie, that the very first song mom ever learned how to play on the drums, so it is very special to her. (It means she remembering her youth:
THAT ACTUALLY IS FUNNY!!!!LOL!) Youth, WHADDA CONCEPT, HA!"

MacNutPie: "I HEAR CARLOS and SEE HORKS!"

(ya'll just had to be on at MMN late last night to get THAT: or ask GMarch!)

Thank you, MariFUN, and we hope your soup is good and you got a magic
carpet to ride out Irene...cozy, safe, and soupy!
We lurves YOU! And KNOW you'll stay in touch or we'll all sing and
StepOnWolves worrying 'bout you'z and the rest of our East CoasterZ!

Be safe...you and all in Irene's path have our deepest prayers.

Artwork Courtesy of the MigraiNation - August, 2011

                                                                   

                                                         "Giraffe and Spot, the Dog"

                                                                       "Kiwi Eggs"

"Little Deer"

This is only a sample of the drawings mom worked on feverishly to distract from the pain of seemingly relentless migraines. Being one of the worst headache months in memory, she will be starting medication to - hopefully - lessen the frequency and intensity of them. We wonder what the drawings will look like THEN: probably she won't be drawing because she'll be outside doing fun stuff, playing with us more, and draw blue things, which are calmer. We shall see! She takes them
to her neurologist to illustrate the "visual auras" and he is putting them on his website. He invited mom to speak to his migraine group up in a town too far for her to drive so she couldn't.

When she took these and a few others to ARTISANS GALLERY yesterday, she saw some of her cards in their window! The owner, Rick, does an amazing job constantly changing up the gallery so going in is always a surprise. Next Friday Night will the another First Friday ARTWALK and last month they featured chocolate-covered-fried-bacon as an appetizer: Shiver me timbers! 
WHAT A VEGAN-ACK! (glad mom didn't see it...porkZ made from pigZ)


On a more cheerful note:GREAT NEWS FOR GUINEA BELLINGHAMSTERZ!
Today is cage-cleaning day which means Runabouts on the $6 (not authentic) Persian Rug she bought from a neighbor because it's soft and cushy and the colors match our pee and poo so perfectly our "refuse" will only add to rich tapestry of it's beauty! (That's our story and we're sticking TO IT!)

This weekend we are predicted to break 80 degrees, so as we approach September and the beginning of snow up in the mountains where it never melted from last year, mom hopes to get out and spend time by, if not ON, the water "getting" our few days of summer...NO COMPLAINTS, though, considering how much the rest of the country has suffered from heat, drought, and storms...Nooooo Complaints!

We have also been watching Hurricane Irene with prayers for all our near and dear ones up and down the East Coast...mom emailed our "Special Sister" in Savannah, GA (back "home") but has not heard back so we hope they are all safe. We hope EVERYONE remains safe and has everything needed to remain comfortable as the storm pushes N.E. especially our friend, Jerry, camping on an island off the Maine Coast, whom we have called yet not heard from yet. Windstorms with gusts up to 110 are not uncommon here in November, and mom grew up in Savannah and Tybee Island, so we knows them storms can give a whoopin'!

PLEASE STAY SAFE AND KEEP US ALL IN THE LOOP!

Love,

SQUEEEEE! WE GET TO PEE AND POO ON THE NEW RUG!

YumYum, of course!

We LOVE to Read!

O.K. so maybe we love to read the boxes that books come in before we turn them into teepees and eat them!
So? It's still reading to us!

Celebrating Our Friend's First Novel!

Jim Cohee | Mrs. Dalloway's

^^^Way Cool, you Booklovers! Check IT OUT!

Back in 1983, when mom was a wildlife photographer

enroute to live on the Big Island of Hawaii, she stopped

in San Francisco briefly and found herself walking by

the Sierra Club National Headquarters. Being mom,

she marched upstairs and announced to the receptionist,

"I am here to see your photo editor!" as if announcing

the Queen had, at long last, arrived...

Mom don't know much about professional etiquette.

The photo editor, Linda, saw the best in the business,

and even they made appointments. So, when her

receptionist interrupted to tell her, "This you really

gotta see to believe!" she actually saw mom.

Mom has no recollection of what transpired other

than informing Linda that the volcano Kilauea had
just erupted and she would be photographing it
for SIERRA magazine, as she was going there
and they undoubtedly would want a feature on
this explosive volcano!

That was back in early 1983. Mom did go to
Volcanoes National Park and they actually
let her live there as a staff person but had
a very different job in mind for her, which
was to ride horses into the jungle for the
purpose of trapping feral hogs for slaughter,
as they were destroying indigenous vegetation.

Mom loved the "Indiana Jones on Horseback"
part but not the killing part, and also her friends
who had flown over the volcano said you get
sucked into something that makes the little plane
lurch so hard you throw up. She didn't want to
throw up on her camera.

And yet, throughout the ages she and Linda
and her husband Jim, remained close friends,
visiting one another as the Cohees were both
Midwestern expatriates who saw mom when
she lived in Iowa and mom would see them
when visiting San Francisco.

On September 17, 2011, Jim's debut novel
will be celebrated at Mrs. Dalloway's Bookstore
in Berkeley and we invite anyone who lives
in the area to attend. Jim is the former Senior
Editor of Sierra Club Books making his
debut as a fiction novelist with The Swan,
certain to be only the first of many beautiful
novels. We are so excited for them: WHEEEK!

EARTHQUAKE SHOCKS EAST COAST!

OMG! THE DEVASTATING IMAGES HAVE US GLUED TO CNN, MSNBC, (but not FOX)

No, just kidding, we feel your pain. (snicker...) Just that we are due for a 9.0 and with all the water, bridges, 3 active volcanoes, islands, tsunamis, etc. etc. we just don't feel your pain as much as we think you is FUNNY!
Somebody posted this photo from Washington, D.C. and it brought tears

(of laughter) to our eyes.

We feel your pain.
Not really.
Just that the 9.Oh< sorry, forgot to also mention the Hanford Nuclear Plant
where they developed the bombs dropped over Hiroshima and Nagasaki: The BIG ONE scientists (not to be confused with Scientologists) warn us about...mmm, not gonna be quite as funny as yours!
Still...love that picture from the "other" Washington!
And that hurricane heading straight for Maine, where our bestest friend Jerry is taking a birding vacation on an island...betta call him now! Hasta la Vista, you bluebloods!

But I AM ON THE BED!

My Red Pepper! Calvin the small lurves him his treats, ya, I surely do!

WAIT! NO! MOM, GET UP AND DO THINGS FOR US!

Today mom woke up after yesterday's EPIC migraine (but she got a lot of artwork done...don't tell no one but it look CRAZY to us) and today, NO headache! YEAH, SHE GONNA CLEAN OUR CAGES, WE GET TO RUNABOUT, WHAT A MAGNIFICENT DAY TO BE A LITTLE GUINEA PIG, plus lots of treats, what could be better? SQUEEEEE, we all popcorned with joy!

(I get to eat carrots and red pepperZ on mom's bed, too!)

She made a piping hot cup of chai laced with coffee (of course!) and had her gluten-free English muffin after giving us our treats (fresh parsley and red pepper...did I mention I woke her up? Well,  'scuse me but I was ready for breakfast and ya can't keep a small pig waiting!) so she had breakfast and
chai coffee, all according to my plan. Since we all nap after breakfast we were asleep when IT HAPPENED: CAFFEINATED, SHE WENT BACK TO BED TO SLEEP SOME MORE!

It's MY BED! I WOKE MOM UP! WE ALL HAD OUR "EPIC CAVY-DAY" PLANNED, and she bails!

O, Cruel world.

The Forcast Calls for RAIN?!

Little owl's first rainstorm...and highs in the 60's. We love summer in the Pacific Northwest!

Bunny Ears!

HEY! DAT NOT FUNNY!
(everybody giggling: "YumYum got bunny-ears! YumYum got bunny-ears!")
Mom gigglin' too...
YumYum, we lurves ya but you still gotZ bunny-ears! You make a good bunny...
SQUEEEEEEEEE! Everybody RUN! The Bun-Bun after us now...giggle, OOPSIE!

Calvin Discovers an ESCAPE HATCH!

It's a lot of fun runnin' around all over the place but we piggies gots to have our hidin' places, too, y'know, just in case an Andean Eagle flies by! Calvin loves his wooden box (and it looks like somebody been peein' on the top!) but recently discovered the "secret sun-roof" and isn't sure whether to look out, climb out, or just ignore it.
We'll keep you posted.
Don't wait around.
Calvin has a way of changing his mind.
But he fun, ya: we lurves our Calvin the small...and, in this case, he's the only one among us small
enough to actually climb outta HIS hole!

HEAVENLY MT. RAINIER

This is actually a real, "undoctored" photograph of our beloved NW icon, Mt. Rainier, taken by John Meadows when turbulence from the mountain (that makes its own weather) sucked a hole in the clouds hovering above it.

We find it a beautiful, poignant reminder how small our troubles can be if we remember how beautiful life is when we least expect it!

We have not really had a "summer" per se, but have enjoyed our cool weather, being together, all us piggies love being in the bedroom with mom, and although some of us are sick and my back hurts, we are all pretty darn happy! Mom rubs prednisone cream on my ear every day for pain and gives me special attention, combing out my mohawk and telling me how handsome I is! True!

Life is Good in the GuineaHood! How about you?

If Raj and Taj Mahal Only Behaved Like These Two

my sweet guinea pigs - YouTube'

This is a very sweet video featuring well-behaved pigs.

You will never see any of us behaving with courtesy

towards one another: we are committed 'Snatchers!

Somebody got somethin' we WANTS IT even if we

got the same thing, too. Call us Pirates, we doesn't

care, ain't no fun unless you done STOLE THE TREAT

from y'best friend!

Squeaking guinea pigs !!! - YouTube

Squeaking guinea pigs !!! - YouTube

How much they love their "scrunchies!"

POP! Goes the Guinea!

One day while most of the herd was out at once, it excited Raj Mahal to the point of POPCORNING all over the place! MacNutPie watched with interest, yet remained poised with the possibility of an impending FOOD event!
Treats Galore gets MacNutPoppin' so he's savin' it up for the carrots, lettuce,
spinach, yellow bell peppers, carrot-tops, grapes cut in half, a little watermelon wouldn't hurt, and when mom cuts sweet, fresh local blueberries in half he don't mind that, neither. Don't take much to make us piggies happy; it takes EVERYTHING! But when you see us pop, it all be worth it!

Cut our grapes in half. Cut our blueberries in half, too, while y'at it!
Cuz that how we roll, folks, that just how we roll!

Happy Guinea pigs popcorning - YouTube

Happy Guinea pigs popcorning - YouTube

The happiest piggies "Popcorn" when they

are running about and cannot keep so much

joy confined to their tiny bodies. They literally

"POP" into the air in many different ways:

MacNutPie and YumYum "POP" like bucking

bronchos while Calvin and the others simply

become airborn, turn in mid-air, then abruptly

switch direction, popcorn again, and twirl about

before taking off again - FULL SPEED AHEAD!

The main way to keep a piggie airborne is space

to run, exercise, explore, socialize with one another,

forage for hidden treats, zip through cardboard boxes

with lots of doors cut out, and simply have enough

space, socializing, and enrichment to FLY!

Despite Calvin and YumYum both having degenerative

bone disease, they are still POPPING and everyone

stops whatever they are doing to witness the miracle

of pigs in pain, skeletons turned to glass and/or fusing,

yet capable of JOY, JOY, and more JOY!

Mom loves us so much because she says we have taught

her that being sick don't mean ya can't have lots o'fun!

Richard, Now Be NICE!

You gotta see this to believe it! You sound like a little girl, Cooper, I mean: SERIOUSLY?!

Anderson Coooper Giggles Like a Little Girl!

Moment of Zen - Anderson Cooper Cracks Up - The Daily Show with Jon Stewart - 08/18/11 - Video Clip | Comedy Central

AND SO THE CHICKENS COME HOME TO ROOST!
MR. COOL TOTALLY "LOSES IT" WHILE OUR RICHARD

CAN STILL DELIVER A NEWS STORY WITHOUT DOING THIS.
(SEE NEXT POST!)

SPEW ALERT: COOPER GIGGLES LIKE A GIRL!

CHAI IS MINE AND YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM!

Meet Sami, the boss o'Chai! She was found wandering down a highway and nobody ever claimed her but she was kinda wild, not feral, but wild and also you know how Torties can be (like a Hershey bar, sweet and chocolaty but a little bit NUTS!) and she all THAT! First time we got her for Chai after his other sweetheart passed away, nearly at the age of 20, she went into the bathroom and the only way Edwin could fetch her to get a lion cut (her fur FULL O'WHATEVER KINDA NASTY YOU CAN IMAGINE!) he was so scared he wore a heavy duty kitchen apron, big, fat oven mits on both hands, his speedskating helmet, safety goggles, and boots! She stayed feisty and hissy for awhile cuz nobody ever showed her peeple CAN BE NICE if they wants to and after a few years she did settle in and her sweet side came out and she now owns Edwin. 

Chai in love wid her but she merely tolerates him: Sami will sashay over to him, all fem and fancy-like so he looks up to admire her, then just SLAP him upside the face for no other reason than she feel like it! She just walks up all nice then SLAPS THE HORK OUTTA HIM  with her front paw! Her work done, she then sashays back to one of her many cozy beds and curls up for a nap leaving Chai
dazed and confused, wondering: "What I DO?!" ( a LOT, actually, but that is for another post.)

Thank you all for not wanting Chai to be alone, but he is quite NOT alone, although he is on antidepressants to keep him from eating Edwin while Edwin sleeping. Or awake. Still, ain't it true, the Queen reigns Supreme in their house and always will!

We lurves us our Sami! But she considers the GuineaPigulas not worth an ounce of her attention
and ignores them. She can be a real sweetheart (if and when she feel like it!)

When Chai and Panda Started the Sanctuary

Chai loved grooming PandaPig because he was a Peruvian long-haired piggie and Chai treated him like his very own kitten. And PandaPig loved him, too. They were best pals till I came along and
then PandaPig took care of ME! But Chai didn't mind. He watched us run and chase each other and popcorn all over the floor and just laughed at the silly piggies, he called us: the silly piggies~

PandaPig was a guinea pig of unusual size and he and Chai were best friends back at the Wildlife Sanctuary. Now that PandaPig has passed and Chai is living in Seattle, he has become more mischievous than ever! Will he come back to us? Can you imagine him and all six of us hanging out on mom's bed together? Wouldn't be room for her! But Chai lurves him his guinea pigs: he nursed a dying one we adopted many years ago and loved her so much we had to put a carpet remnant atop her cage for him to sleep on and guard her. He sensed she was dying and loved her very, very much.
We named her "Little Pig" cuz she was little, like Calvin. We know Chai would love us all and that Edwin would like to sleep at night. What will happen now that Chai is driving Edwin crazy?

Is Chai Coming Home?

Edwin been calling mom a lot lately about Chai. Seems like he's been getting into more and more trouble and keeping Edwin awake and then it hard for Edwin to go to work. Been like that always, except Chai lived with us nearly ten years out at the Wildlife Refuge. When we moved here the place too small and Chai gotta go walk like a dog and run like a cheetah so he went to live with Edwin and Sami in Seattle. Now, Chai is way too much Bengal cat, bred too close to that wild animal, we is sure! He makes the weirdest, loudest, scariest noises about 3 a.m. just to wake everybody up!
No other reason. Once everybody up and can't go back to sleep, he is satisfied and HE goes back
to sleep. It drivin' Edwin crazy. And mom always misses Chai but we says the only ones waking her up in the middle of the night is US so she told Edwin and now he stuck with waking up because Chai likes it.

Chai our SuperHero!

THIS GONNA KEEL YA!

Looks adorable on a baby barn owl. Not so much on mom, though! Read our report in the next post. It ain't pretty. (So we included our'Polo thanks to Lor-I-Kink's Mercy on EveryReader, including us!)

Apolo to the RESCUE!

{Lor-I-Kink pic!}

Whoa, have we got a good one for ya now! Mom forgot about a disease she had until the past few weeks when the symptoms became so severe that when she heard someone mention it that dim light bulb in her head went off and she went> "OH! I HAVE THAT!" which explains why her head has begun (again) to unexpectedly roll off her neck onto her shoulder or the steering wheel and her left arm starts swinging to and fro disconnected from the rest o'her...bff Susan sez "It's like a marionette but someone cut the strings!" cuz Susan remembered when it was happening years ago...mom walk around and that left arm just swingin' to-and-fro like it taped or glued on somewhere but about to fall off: SUCH a riot!

It called Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome (she also got Wolff-Parkinson-White Syndrome so you can see why all these Syndromes getZ confoozled, but that a heart thing) and it is kinda that she so elastic her body parts starts just hangin' off her like disconnected...she afraid a policeman gonna be driving behind her and see that head o'hers suddenly disappear and he stoppin' her wid her head lying on her shoulder (she has to actually use her hands to put it back up, seriously!) so she tryin' not to drive. If it happens here downtown nobody gonna bother cuz here in B-Ham everybody crazy one way or 'nother although, all things considered, it still pretty high on the "CRAZY BELLINGHAMSTER" Chart!

We has notified our rheumatologist down in Mt. Vernon and mom doing lots of yoga (can't fall down if you already on the floor) hoping to build enough core and muscles to keep herself together (STOP LAUGHIN' GUINEA PIGS! IT MOM WE TALKING 'BOUT!) Oh, who am I kidding, can you imagine a drunk walkin' down the sidewalk seein' mom head just roll off?! WAHHHHH! THAT
JUST TOO MUCH, OH I CAN'T BREATHE LAUGHIN' SO HARD, STOP ME, LORD HAVE
MERCY ON US, WE GOTS TO BREATHE!

Anyway, so she back on the yoga mat trying to stick her parts back together and 'Polo helpin' her with some o'those bendy poses so they don't get stuck...I mean, so mom don't get stuck, not "THEY" don't get stuck, cuz that would imply... !@@##Uh-OH!

The rest of us is doin' pretty good, laughin' at mom a lot and she going to the farm store to buy us lots of goodies cuz the downtown place trying to get her to adopt two more piggies so she ain't goin' there no more ..
OH GOOD NEWS! The Best Friends Animal Sanctuary now helpin' mom since she can't go to their Animal Rescue Convention in Vegas (again) this year and their small animal person got pictures of us yesterday but she liked MacNutPie the best so I is LEAVIN' DA BUILDING!

Yum-Yum OUT!

Coconut: "MOM! WHERE YOUR HEAD???"
(EVERYBODY LAUGHIN' SO HARD WE'S GRABBIN' OUR FAT BELLIES AND ROLLIN' OVER IT LOOK SO FUNNY!!!! OH YOU JUST GOTTA SEE IT TO BELIEVE IT! Even
'Polo had to turn away in HORROR he gigglin' so hard!) He got good taste in shoes, that 'Polo.
Gotta say...better taste than Richard's new (OH NO YOU DidN'T "hair do") too greasy. But
keeps it from blowin' way in a sandstorm...we guess.

Note from Richard: "RETHINK POSSIBLE"

Notice Richard's new "do" from Kabul? Yeah, we have, too. Mom called him on it and said "What up with all that product in your hair, dear?" and he just shouted into his SmartyPants Phone: "RETHINK POSSIBLE!" so mom put product on our hair and we put product on her hair so now all we need is to find someMODy SMART wid a PHONE to send him our pictures!
(oh, and they is NOT PRETTY, make no mistake, NOT!)

~ YumYum Out!

Calvin Gets His LURVE On!

Although Calvin is older than all us he is littler, too, mom and the vet think he might have been starved some, but it not fair he gets special treatment sometimes!

Who got a special soft kitten bed? Calvin the small.

Who got a special soft blanket in his special soft kitten bed? Calvin the small.

Who cuddles in his special soft blanket in his special soft kitten bed next to mom at night when she goes to bed? Calvin the small.

Who can bend hisself IN HALF like a forward bend in yoga? Calvin the small! Ain't nobody ever seen nothin' like it, maybe his glass bones is more like Gumby bones cuz he just folds hisself in HALF now when he has his special bedtime cuddle and it kinda freaks our freak, even mom, who asked if he'd been using her yoga mat when she not home...

Well, no matter. He gets special treatment. We all do, each in our own ways. True. Each one of us tells mom how we wants to be loved and what we likes best, and we's all different, mainly we likes to wiggle around too much to settle into the bedtime thing they do.

But, for little pink-faced Calvin, life is good.

And today my own health took a turn for the better, too, we thinks the prednisone finally kicking in and my back don't hurt so bad: I started eating my hay again, jumped up on my box house, and mom called the vet to tell her. But I likes to hide a lot more now and mom lettin' me...Still, i's the only one who getZ her Special Scrunchy Scratches! My cage (and Calvin's, of COURSE!) RIGHT NEXT TO HER BED so she just leans over, opens the front door, and I get my Special Scrunchy Scratches and act like I don't know she also rubbin' prednisone cream into
my ear...she thinks she outsmartin' me cuz I won't take oral medicine, but it O.K. if she think that.
Cuz she don't do much thinkin' otherwise! In fact, she just remembered being diagnosed with a rare disease that would explain a lot of her symptoms (diagnosed back in Seattle) and all these YEARS she forgot to follow up on it here in B'Ham! GEEZ-A-LOO, mom, GET A CLUE!
We takes the best care of her we can, but y'can only do so much...

And nobody knows better than you, dear reader, NO-BUDDY!

HI, MAC-NUT-PIE HERE...

Hey, just to keep y'all "in the loop" the vet called this morning and it still possible YumYum has cancer, not from his mammary gland tumors but a large tumor in his lymph node behind his front right leg. Mom has chosen to stay in denial since all she does is cry anyway and she and vet is doing everything they can...just a few little things don't seem right, like he not wanting his hay and two times kinda
fell over like he been drinkin' moonshine, but the prednisone cream mom puts on his ear seems to be helping, cuz this morning for the first time he jumped up on his new box house (had to take his loft out so he didn't fall off it) and he got to survey his herd perched upon his new box house, so he is still happy and being YumYum but just wanted to let y'all know...

Otherwise, I have been chasing and humping Coconut so much she getting feisty and turnin'into a SMACKDOWN! She a hottie and now hideZ in her box-house and when i comes in to "get her good" she rushes at me with so much attitude I backs off in surprise...needs me more stealth! Yeah, stealth.

Gonna get me some STEALTH then have me some Coconut Cream PIE!MMmmm!

Sincerely,
MacNutPie

Calvin "PepperZ" the TRUTH!

Mom, I would never eat a pepper on your bed because that
would make me poo and then I would eat my poo and
I would never do that on your bed!

YumYum: "Liar! Liar! Pants on Fire!"

Calvin: "Be NICE. I am made of glass, you know!"

"Just admit you're eating a pepper in mom's bed
because we all know what comes next!"

Calvin: "Cuddles, lots of cuddles from mom. If I finish
it before she notices! nom-nom-nom-n-ooooommmmmm.
Hi mom, I was just meditating...mmm-n-ommmm (cough)."

"Oh, my little precious, are you all right?
YumYum, what's with the attitude? I'll cuddle you next!"


Ain't gonna wanna be in your bed next...

"What?"

Nothing. G'night, Calvin, mom, Raj - that was a nice flute, by the way,
Taj, I saw you eat it, and nighty-night to you and you, McPies, sleep tight."

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..................