TAJ HAS AN ANNOUNCEMENT!

can you hear me now? can you hear me now?
(EDITOR: TAJ, honey, just type!)

ok, ok, so, so GET THIS, MODS! Not only can I imitate Molly's calls for McGee but I can even turn my head all the way around like a barn owl: WATCH! WHEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeek....SPLAT!

mom, dizzy, mom? how de owlies do it, i so dizzy...is dat my brother or a spaceman? whaaaa? SPLAT! oh my, oh my, oh my.

WHAT ARE THEY EVEN THINKING?!

Dear Readers,

Sometimes i just don't get the Mahal brothers, and judging from this photograph, neither do they!

AN AMAZING DISCOVERY!

Dear Readers,

It isn't that you don't think I am credible as a journalist, but I chose to bring my editor in tonight to back me up because of how extraordinary this particular story is:
We're MODS, too, which means we join mom waiting to hear Molly call for McGee every night and, if you have heard it yourself, you know she has a highly distinguished, LOUD, REPETITIVE clicking call.
All Molly, Only Molly! And you can hear it a mile away!

When Raj and Taj were adopted back in April, you will recall my reporting that Taj displayed a highly unusual, rare behaviour for a guinea pig, which is that he "chirped" like a bird. And, as rare as that is, we
have never read any descriptions of males chirping in the annals of Guinea Pig Natural History.
Thus, we knew right off the bat that Taj was an extraordinary vocalist and we had a very special herdmate.

Well!  Tonight we all heard him imitating Molly's loud, clicking call for McGee just as mom was offering Taj
a late night snack! We were stunned as he clicked and chirped JUST LIKE MOLLY! Incredible. He's like a mynah bird or a parrot, that Taj: he imitates sounds of other species never before heard out of the mouth of a guinea pig.

Because we waited nervously for hours tonight for McGee to finally show up, (so late we all worried perhaps something had happened to him)  we were still awake when Taj did his Molly imitation! SENSATIONAL! That's why i brought mom on board, so's you would know I wasn't making up a story about a guinea pig imitating a barn owl! And not just any guinea pig, either: our own Taj Mahal. We so amazing, we are!

Love,
YumYum

OUR MOMENTS OF ZEN

TAJ MAHAL ASKS FOR HIS OWN AVATAR

Dear Taj Mahal,

It has recently come to our attention that you are interested in Twittering on Molly's Owl Box and, to that end, have sent in a requisition form for an avatar of your own.

We regret to inform you that, while we support your noble efforts to use Internet Social Media, you are out of luck.

To enable you to understand why we are denying your request, please refer to the following Blog post.

Yours Sincerely,
CyberGalactica, Inc.

1SKATER

Dear Readers, for months mom has been trying to figure out a way to put a photo on her TWITTER avatar,
always unsuccessfully. We are proud to report that mom has not changed, and she still has not figured out a way to put her photo on TWITTER (and likely never will.)
So, here is the only place you are ever likely to see the TWITTER avatar for 1skatr.

p.s. Even a guinea pig could figure THAT OUT!
we giggle all day long!
love, YumYum

WE LOVE THIS BLOG: IT'S ALL ABOUT GUINEA PIGS! WWWhhhheeeeeek!

CT Guinea Pig Rescue: "- Sent using Google Toolbar"

Dear wonderful readers,

The above link is to an excellent blog posted by the folks at a guinea pig rescue from a place that is hard for me to spell. Just click the above CT Guinea Pig Rescue. Well done!

If you are enslaved by or are considering becoming enslaved by your very own guinea pig, please learn as much as you can about us first, so that your piggy (hopefully, piggies, they need company, we are HERD animals) will be as happy and healthy and loving as a guinea pig can be: and that's A LOT OF LOVE!

YumYum out!

P.S. We saw Boris the Spider last night in the middle of the night when mom couldn't sleep and decided that we like Boris very much, especially when he climbs onto the front of the camera lens and dances!

MY NAME IS YUM-YUM AND I AM A MOD

Now that Molly's first egg-hatch due date is August 8th, we're all up and into it! We can't help getting swept away in the sweet anticipation of fuzzy, bobble-headed, wobbly owlets face-planting as they struggle comically to stand in gag-shag many inches deep already! We watch and giggle as if they are our own.
And, since Mom is hopelessly back into MollyWatching,  if you can't beat 'em, join 'em!  So, we're stocking up for Aug. 8, knowing that once "Egg-Hatch Watch" commences we'll be glued to the screen with mom and the rest of our MOD family...We even feel affection for Boris, the spider who crawls across the lens of the camera, fogging up our view with his web-making dance.  Boris, our new friend! We love all.

Transformer Owl: MODS, YA GOTTA SEE THIS!

DEAR READERS,
THIS IS NOT MOLLY! THIS IS THE "TRANSFORMER OWL" AND IT'S REAL!
HANG ON TO YOUR WITS!
LOVE,
THE GUINEA PIG TRAVELING CIRCUS

GONNA BLEND IN, GONNA HIDE BY BLENDING IN: CAN'T TOUCH THIS!

Precious Readers,

By now you all know that both Raj and Taj Mahal are already neutered, only Raj is on REwind and doesn't seem to realize the dastardly deed hath already been done, and he's a much tamer, calmer, healthier, AND happier guinea pig as a result! Let's take a vote: who gets to tell him? Me, Taj, or mom?

Personally, I think Raj's tailfeathers are all up in a ruffle because he thought the vet was going to snip his gorgeous coiff!

NO WAY! We love your "tailfeathers" Raj, it's just that you and Taj were "playing" too rough and mom and the vet both

feared you might accidentally hurt one another...not to mention how unpleasant it has been for me to have the two of

you behaving that way adjacent to my chaste, pure cage!

Been done, dude! ChilLax, already! You're neutered, Taj is neutered, I am neutered, and we are a peaceful guinea pig
nation now that our hormones are in the vault!

love,
YumYumYummy!

GONNA HIDE, NOT GETTING NEUTERED, NOT GETTING NEUTERED!

HOUSTON, WE HAVE MOLLY ON-SCREEN AND LIVE FOR TAKE-OFF

BLOG « Molly's Box: "- Sent using Google Toolbar"

lots of ways to watch Molly, McGee, and her four eggs, one of which mom swears she saw move
Thursday nigh, or wobble...or hiccup. who are we to deny that owlets hiccup in their shells?!