CONSULTING PIRATE CONSULATE GENERAL ON TOPIC: CAKE!

 

YUM-YUM, WHERE OUR BIRTHDAY CAKE, MAN?

CHEW, CHEW, CHEW THEM BARS, THEM BARS!
 

IS IT YOUR BIRTHDAY?
(AND WHAT UP WITH THAT BAR-CHEWING
ANYWAY, HE GOT OCD OR SUMPIN?)

 

MOM'S CAKE, YUM-YUM,
YOU OF ALL PIRATES SHOULD 
KNOW THAT BY NOW!

 

SERIOUSLY, WHY ARE WE NOT
PLYING THE OPEN SEAS AS PIRATES
IN SEARCH OF CAKE TO PLUNDER?
YOU SURE ARE A CALM PIRATE
THESE DAYS...


 

HEY! THIS IS MY CUTE FACE.
AREN'T I DARLING?
(Hey, viewers, you should
press some magic thing and
enlarge this picture to see my
CUTE FACE! OMG, sometimes
i just keel myself with my own beauty! Do you ever do that?)
YUM-YUM!
CAKE? PLY THE WATERS?
PLUNDER-ASUNDER?
JUST LOOK AT MY FACE!
WHADDA-WHADDA-WHADDA?!



 

Been through a lotta herds in my time
but gotta say, this one...eh?!
Kinda different...kinda dif-fer-ent!
Still got MY GOOD LOOKS, THOUGH!
eh? oh yeah, baby, I'm still the one!

CAKE?!?

 

WHERE CAKE?


 

LET'S GET CAKE! AND VINNI!
 
NO CAKE?!

 

GOTTA BE CAKE! GONNA FIND IT!

 

GONNA KEEP LOOKIN' IN HERE. CAKE?
WHERE YOU AT? CAKE? CAKE?

 

BHINDI GONNA FIND CAKE!
C'MON CAKE, C'MON!
WHERE YOU AT, CAKE?
SHOW YOUR PRETTY SELF
CUZ I CAN'T STRETCH MUCH MORE!


 

WHY I IN MY CAGE?

 

LEMME OUT!
GOTTA GET CAKE!


 

IS THIS CAKE?

 

NO! IT A HAY-FLOWER.
NOT BAD, THOUGH.

 

NO CAKE IN MY BOX...

 

YO! YUM-YUM, HOW YOU
SO CALM? GOT CAKE?


 

OOH! OOH! IT GOTTA
BE IN HERE! OOH! OOH!
GONNA DIG AND DIG
TILL I GETS IT ALL!
OOH, OOH, YEAH, DIG!

 

 

 

HUH...DIG DEEPER...
STAND ON MY TUNNEL!

 

 

NO CAKE.
YUM-YUM?
NO CAKE.
BHINDI?
NO CAKE.


{It is not Saturday, cake will not be served 
until Saturday and will consist of green, orange,
yellow, and pretty things all to be found and gobbled up!}


NOTE TO FRIENDS:
WE LOST OUR GMAIL WITH THE CAKE CUZ GOOGLE
REMADE ITSELF AND, LIKE MOM, PROMPTLY LOST
ITSELF AND CANNOT LOCATE OUR GMAIL, ISN'T THAT FINE?
PLEASE BE PATIENT. WE LOVE YOU BUT GOOGLE: WHY?
SERIOUSLY, WHY!!!!!!???????

MY BIRTHDAY PRESENT...

 

Hey y'all, it's me. This pic from "Before the Fall."
Still, it me on the inside cuz nothing can break that, right?
This blog all about guinea pigs but I wanna tell ya a little 
sumpin-sumpin about myself cuz I gonna ask you for 
a little sumpin-sumpin in a minute and I want you to 
understand what it means to me and why.


You might say in some ways I led a "charmed life."
My birthday is April 21, same as John Muir.
"Climb the mountains and get their good tidings,"
he said.
So I did.
And I've been blessed to enjoy an amazing career as
a freelance wildlife photographer, writer, and environmental
educator with mentors the likes of Ansel Adams! Yupper!
And a funny, funny staff photographer from NEWSWEEK
magazine who was mortified the first time he saw me walk into
an important editor's office with my photographs (portfolio) all
shoved into a J.C. Penney's bag!
Travelled around the country, got to know lots of amazing,
famous people who felt it was a privilege to mentor a 20-something upstart with chutzpah who was too stupid to think she couldn't possibly succeed (gotta say, not many wimmins back then!)
 The more burly-Game&Fish-Outdoor Life men-men who
told me I would never make it were the best teachers of all, they
only made me work harder and harder. 
In 1986, I was on the verge of producing my first television documentary for a Conservation Foundation and planned to break out later with a series about outdoor women making a difference.
This was still back in the 1980's, remember...I was also a full-time student at the University of Iowa School of Journalism (wasn't fair the writers got all the $ so was gonna do that, too!) and pulling 3 jobs to support myself, all photography, art, and natural history related.
 I became incurably ill. At the age of 30. People said, if ya
can't travel far, you'd love the Pacific Northwest. 
~~~
Moved out here to a wildlife refuge but smashed my head 
pretty good a few years ago then did an encore six weeks later.
Couldn't stand, walk, talk, or think crooked-or-straight after that!

Now I seek out guinea pigs to get their good
tidings but I'm a happy girl who wouldn't change a thing
except for wishing all the piggies were still here with Bhindi,
Vinni-Valli, and YumYum...


Not bad for a lifetime though, huh? AND 
THE BEST FRIENDS ANYONE COULD ASK FOR
IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD!
WU-HOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!


Every year, my bff comes up from Seattle.
Her birthday is on April 19 and mine's the 21st
but her car broke and my head feeling broke
so figured I'd ask YOU TO CELEBRATE FOR US:


PLEASE CONSIDER SEEING THIS CHIMPANZEE
FILM OPENING FRIDAY OR ANY OF THE FILMS
ABOUT THREATENED, ENDANGERED, OR
POTENTIALLY EXTINCT WILDLIFE.


THEY WERE/ARE MY LIFE'S WORK, MY PASSION, MY LOVE. BUT THERE'S VERY LITTLE OF "ME" ANYMORE. SO...


PLEASE LIGHT MY BIRTHDAY CANDLES WITH 
THE FLAME IN YOUR HEARTS!


Thanks.
love,
Chana


{Info in posts below.}

Nature, with some cute polar bears, stars in Earth Day films – USATODAY.com

Nature, with some cute polar bears, stars in Earth Day films – USATODAY.com

^^^SNEAK PEEK!^^^
EXTRAORDINARY, EVERY ONE OF THEM!

PLEASE SEE THIS REMARKABLE FILM THE FIRST WEEK IT COMES OUT (THIS FRIDAY)

Disneynature | Disney

Disneynature will make a donation to the Jane Goodall Institute to protect chimpanzees today
and tomorrow. Their future depends upon us and
after one year of filming in the wild, the project
took on an extraordinary, unexpected twist...
Something rarely seen, even to Jane Goodall.
If possible, please make the effort, you won't 
regret it and once you see the chimps, you will
actually really love yourself for it! AND THEM!

FOUND AN OLD CARROT AND STAKING MY CLAIM!

 

Just look at this floor! Mom really has some major cleaning to do and ya know where she gonna start? With my tail feathers! This whole big floor she got and she gonna take one look at me and pick me up and pet me and fawn over me and tell me how big I'm getting and how handsome I've become in a Big-Boy way even though my ears still flop up & down like Dumbo when I run, then she gonna wrap me up in my blanket and pull out the comb and she gonna give me some fresh, organic parsley and make a big deal of it then comb me out and try to trim my toe-nails like she just did for YumYum and THAT HER VERSION OF CLEANING THE FLOOR! SERIOUSLY.
It ain't easy bein' me. So handsome and stuff.
But there is no mistaking me for the floor!
Sho'nuff I DO KNOW THAT!

LETTUCE ENTERTAIN YOU!

 

Please let us introduce the Director of our new endeavor:
The World's First EVER "Cavy Sedentary Marching Band!"
  Maestro Pimlico is busy warming up our imported
with love background singer-mice who arrived from
England, compliments of Fairy! Shhhh...
They are practicing their scales now....
La-La-La-Tra-Tra-Ma-MOWWWWSCRrrr...
(ewww....)

 

"May we interview you?"
Just adore those wings, honey!


"You must ask Maestro first, for his permission."
O.K. you two seem like such happy mice.
What great, good luck for the Pirates to have
your good nature to balance their...nature.


"Thank you, hee-hee-hee...(blushing)"


 

"NO. We take our work seriously here,
to become the best Sedentary Marching
Band in the world, no time for interviews!"
Tap. Tap. Tap.

 

"Anda One, Anda Two, Anda Three..."


While Maestro Pimlico is warming up the Micesingers
Bhindi-Boy, VinnyGuinea, and YumYum are hard
at work eating, studying, eating their sheet music for breakfast.


(nom-nom-nom...)


Vinny Guinea: "Ma, please call Auntie Connie, I wanna change
my name to Vinni-Valli!  Her brother knew Frankie, ya know,  she an authentic Jersey girl and I haven't got to talk to her in, like, FOREVER!  You won't let us cuz she wants me to have a wife or sumpin' and ------


OOOOOH, SQUEEEE! IS THAT WHEATGRASS FOR ME?!"

GOOD NIGHT, BHINDI-BOY, SWEET DREAMS

 

Bhindi Boy was the last to get his Runabout
and it is nearly bedtime but he got special
love from mom, treats, and scrunchies
without having to ask for any of it,
just "me and mommy" for being such
a good boy today.
(Don't read the next post is all we ask.)
He is so lovely, when you scrunchy and
pet him, stretching out so loooong then
flattening himself down like the deck of an
aircraft carrier with only his shark-tail
popping up at the end...just loves being
petted and having his swirls and 
whorls adored, who wouldn't?
Bhindi is so very lovely to adore,
especially at bedtime!
SWEET DREAMS, STARS.
SWEET DREAMS, MOON.
SWEET DREAMS, PIGGIES, 
MEERIS,
FRIENDS,
AND SPRING, PLEASE COME
WARM US SOON.
Nighty-Night.
~

ANGER (mis)MANAGEMENT

 

It's a beautiful Sunday, DAY 3 of mom feeling good, and this time she is going to "share the love" by staying home with us and giving us looooong RUNABOUTS plus YumYum's getting a nail-trim and brushing and special lap-time.
He has more tumors or cysts on him but the vet told mom a long time ago if they were malignant he would not still be here so we have chosen that, instead of worrying, he shall be sitting with the Queen during the OlympiGz, yes, and all her
Corgi-Shchmorgis, too! But for TODAY we are in the moment so CARPE DIEM!

 

"WHADDA-WHADDA-WHADDA, SPARKY OUT
AND BOTH US IN AND DO WE SEE WHEATGRASS?!"

 

I feel negative vibrations...betta hide!
Oompa-loompa, squeeze, fat piggie,
SQUEEEEEZE!


 

MADE IT!


 

Wait a minute, I am not letting them
scare me. Oompa-Loompa, I have been
gifted fresh wheatgrass for my OlympiGz
breakfast of Champions and have it I shall!
Nom-Nom-Nom-Nom-Nom...OM...MMMmmm!

 

^^^WAIT!^^^
Do I feel "A Disturbance in The Force?"
YIKES!
YIKES!
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





(This isn't good, is it?)

 

 

You two seem mildly perturbed with me?

 

What have I done to mildly perturb you?


BHINDI TO YUM-YUM: "DON'T TRY TO TALK.
 JUST CHILLAX, PIRATE DUDE. I'LL HANDLE THIS."

 

BHINDI: "No, seriously, I have it all
under control, don't worry."
YumYum: "Yeah, the little runt is flaunting
his wheatgrass and runabout right in front
of us and you've got it all figured out, eh?"


BHINDI: "YEAH!  Here comes mom now
to feed us, too: yeah, mom! We shall now
have Breakfast of Champions for THREE!



 

Look! Mom's gonna feed you two with me!
You just have OlympiG jitters and need
to consult with a sports-Mycologist.
They all do that.
Meditate, practice yoga, enjoy deep breathing: become the embodiment of equanimity, not compulsive emotional
reactivity.  Be more like mom, our household yogini.

"WAAAH! YAAAAAH! (pigs rolling over
on sides hysterically laughing their tails off!)
"GOOD ONE, Lil'RUNTY, ya sure GOT US THAT TIME!"
"WAAAAAH, YEAH, mom: equanimity, never impulsive, have you seen that HAIR? LOOKS WORSE THAN THE WHEATGRASS! AAAAH, NOW WE ALL FEEL BETTER.
LAUGHTER! WHO KNEW?

******************************************************************************************************************************************************************

Anger Management is now...
concluded.
 

WILL TODAY BE JUMPING, SPRINTING, LEAPING, OR JUST BLINKING IN WONDER?

 

THE WINNER:
BLINKING IN WONDERMENT!