Gotta write this fast cuz that bright thing is back up in the sky and mom wants me to turn this off so she can go
look at it, walk beneath it, gaze out across Bellingham Bay at the San Juan Islands, blah, blah, blah. But, she
has the final say, so i gotta hurry. Sheesh. Humans!
Dear Friends,
For those of you who still think of us as stupid, little animals who sit unmoving in our (too small, usually, but not
here) cages doing and thinking nothing: CHECK IT AT THE DOOR!
This morning, after cleaning almost all of our cages thoroughly last week, which drives us nuts, frankly, because
she messes up everything we have done, she woke up to find us having successfully re-decorated our cages to suit
our individual needs and taste. Stupis? Think NOT!
Taj Mahal (swirly brown Mahal pictured here in his cuddlecup expecting a hand-out from mom) had dragged
a heavy, ceramic food bowl into his pigloo. Also included was a little mini-bale of timothy hay we need to chew
to keep our teeth from growing too long. Also included was the little wooden, round toy we need to chew to keep
our teeth from growing too long. He had somehow actually dragged all these things, some very heavy, into the
center of the Pigloo so he could just lounge around and have them available, as if living with a concierge who
brings everything right to the door. Except he actually brought everything inside!
Where, you ask, is room for Raj to sleep, then? Good question! Raj wondered that himself. Although it is possible
for them both to fit in like Yin & Yang around the bowl, mini-hay bale, and wooden toy, Raj just gave up and chose,
instead, to move into his cuddle cup. They have two water bottles in their cage since - DUH! - there are two of them.
And Raj loves chewing on his sippy bottle and making the clinky-clinky sound about as much, if not MORE than
actually drinking water! So, he deftly dragged his cuddle cup to where it was adjacent to his water bottle and sippy
nozel, THEN somehow moved the sippy bottle to a 45 degree angle to have it exactly where he could just lean over
the back of his couch and clink*clink*clink to his heart's desire with no effort required.
How they move all these things around, mom hasn't a clue and we ain't tellin' but upon closer inspection to all our
cages she discovered that each and every one of us had done the same thing: arranged and re-arranged our accoutrements to accommodate our penchant for being lounge lizards in the sun. Now that we have seen it twice this year...and hope for more sightings...we just couch potatoes piggies living the good life. But, think about all the planning and actual labor that we put into our decor!
YA! That's what I'M TALKIN' ABOUT: SOPHISTICATED CAVIES! MAKE NO MISTAKE, HUMANS, WE
ARE SMARTER THAN YOU THINK. AND, IN MOM'S CASE, WE ARE SMARTER THAN SHE IS.
{Editor: "YumYum: SUN! Turn it off now! Sweetheart, love, handsome thing that you are."}
Sigh..."FINE! DON'T FORGET THE SUN HAT YOU HAVEN'T BOUGHT YOURSELF YET, MOM, TO PROTECT
YOUR FACE FROM SKIN CANCER, YOU KNOW LIKE YOUR GRANDFATHER DIED OF, LIKE THE DOCTOR
ALREADY SAW PRE-CANCEROUS THING ON YOUR FACE AND TOLD YOU TO WEAR LOTION BUT YOU ARE
MORE AFRAID OF THE CHEMICALS IN THE LOTION SO YOU NEED A HAT, WHERE DA HAT, MA? HUH?
WHERE?"
"YumYum, you know that in 3 weeks REI is having a sale and I will use my members discount plus my earnings from
last year to buy my sun hat, the infamous "Seattle Sombrero!" and it will protect everything earthly beneath it, especially
me!"
"O.K. Mom, you and your skin have fun out there!"
"We will, see ya'll!"
Sigh...humans.
What we put up with!
Who loves ya, baby?
YOU KNOW, YumYum loves ya!
And the Seattle Sombrero!
