"As The Second Key Turns..."

Not one to be upstaged by a herd-mate,
YumYum has been sending Secret Messages to Millie Bea
asking her to please:
1. Forgive him for ever letting her find out he was going for a two-for-one deal on CavyGirls
EDITOR: RE-WRITE, RE-WRITE, RE-WRITE!
1. (Take Two) Forgive him for ever considering anyone but her, ever, for which he has repented and now attends a daily Twelve Step-group for Cavy Infidels.
EDITOR: YUM-YUM, AN INFIDEL YOU MAY BE, BUT THE TWELVE-STEP PROGRAM YOU IN IS FOR INFIDELITY!
2. Humbled by his wrong-doing, Yum-Yum is now ready to send his lovely Millie Bea a garland of pomegranates as a love-display
EDITOR: YUM-YUM, THERE ARE MANY TYPES OF GARLANDS THAT CONVEY CONTRITION AND LOVE, BUT DON'T YOU THINK THE POMEGRANATE ONE IS BEST WORN ON A GORILLA? OF COURSE YOU ONLY KNOW THEM AS TASTY MORSELS BUT, TRUST ME, SHE WOULD FIND A GARLAND OF CHOPPED YELLOW, RED, AND GREEN PEPPERS FAR MORE ROMANTIC...
3. Yum-Yum expresses contrition, regret, lamentation (of Biblical proportion) anguish, heartbreak, guilt, remorse,
self-condemnation, self-reproach, apologetic, penitent, ashamed, rueful, shamefaced, self-effacing, supplicating, conciliatory, and grievous pangs of hunger NO, NOT THAT, ummmm, we're talking about my man-feelings, well, everything up there, MillieBea, look, I'm a swaggering Buccaneer, Pirate, Untamed Wild-Pig on the lookout for an untamed SHREW to call my Very Own and You clearly fit the bill...

Millie Bea, will you be mine?

Say you'll be mine...

(Before Raj steals the show with Fairy!)
Thank you.

YumYum, le terrible
AND PROUD OF -

"As The Key Turns: Wedding Planner Stunned by Phase!"

As we last left you, we were still negotiating Raj's personal hygiene habits...meanwhile, CocoNutPie, our only femme fatale, both nominated and voted herself in as official "wedding planner" quite ambitiously, considering the condition of Raj's bum today...

But you know how Femme-Fattles are, always surprising with their fattle-wiles! CocoNutPie is under the impression that "wedding fascinators" are a foreign delicacy savored at Royal Cavy Weddings
and...i'm sorry...can't rat out me wife, mates...

MacNutPie, you can really be a wuss, no offense, when it comes to popcorning on eggshells with your wife! So, here's the scoop, mum loved the original "Star Trek" series as a child and had a crush on Captain Kirk and CoconutPie feels deprived as a child since she never had a CavyBarbie doll, so...

Ah, you've ALL MUDDLED UP THE STORY! LISTEN, I AM AND HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THE OFFICIAL BLOGSTER HERE, YA, YUM-YUM, THAT'S RIGHT, SO HERE'S HOW IT WENT DOWN WHILE MOM WAS (NOT) AT THE PRINTER.
WHY SHOULD SHE BE? THE BIG HOLIDAY ART EXTRAVAGANZA ISN'T UNTIL TOMORROW!!!!
WHY BE PREPARED?

Where was I? Coconut Pie swiped mom's credit card to order a few hundred of her favorite British Fascinator Barbies as "party favors" to go 'round the Royal Wedding Cake when mom noticed that her credit card was missing and started whining. Little Calvin, darlin' that he is, snitched to mom but - knowing she loved Captain Kirk so much as a wee mom that she would wait until both her own
parents were asleep before sneaking stealthily into the den to secretly watch "Star Trek" because it was on WAY
PAST wee-mom's bedtime -

Taj Mahal here to wrap it all up in a bun for ya, since this co-operative blogging reads less tasty than our own cophrogenic poos > mom got the crew of the Starship Enterprise (circa 1960's) to phaser anyone who went near a fascinator Barbie and offered a reward to whomever amongst us found her credit card! Of course it'twas Calvin...AND! SQUEEEEE!!!!! We have- for a second time-DOUBLE- SQUEE!! !become the fortunate recipients of yet another GENEROUS- SURPRISE Sanctuary Donation, Calvin used his reward to order two new tunnels and a hut ALL HIS VERY OWN! Although, generous lil'Precious that he is, we know Calvin will share his sleep- tunnels with us AND Auntie Jen promised to use her custom Princess Bea Fascinator fabric! Which leads us to wonder? (and lie: We took Jen's fame in vain...)

Pip-pip if any of this made sense to you...please see an aesthetician immediately!

 

Don't even THINK ABOUT IT!