KESTRA RAPTURE CREATIONS: EXTREME MOM MAKEOVER!

Thanks, Kestra, she much easier on the eyes now...keep up the good work!

Portrait of Brotherly Love...

Brotherly love, better known as "The Great Food Snatch Caper!" Wherein Taj takes what was unlawfully given to brother Raj; takes it because Justice must Prevail!

Or, because he's a sneaky, conniving -

{EDITOR: "YUM-YUM, ARE YOU SAYING NICE THINGS?"}
"Ya, mom! Real nice."

{EDITOR: "THAT'S MY GOOD BOY! THANKS, YUM-YUM"}

You Betcha! Sneaky, conniving, scheming, plotting, slippery, underhanded,
conspiring, Machiavellian, underhanded, devious -

{EDITOR: "Yum-Yum?"}

What you see pictured here, dear Reader, is a loving portrait of Brotherly Love
so selfless it leaves us breathless!

"Yeah, mom?

Silence...hee-hee, mu-Ah-Ha-HAAAA!

Raj Mahal Discovers the Most Elusive Mystery in the Pacific Northwest: the SUN!

Here I am, pretty handsome Raj Mahal, demonstrating on my elegant snout proof of a sunbeam coming through our window. Will this ever happen again? Who knows? But it happened today, on my watch, I gots me proof, we go to bed very happy piggles tonight...and dream of sweet warmth falling blissfully upon our snouts and bums while mom just looks at our toenails wondering how to get at 'em wid her clippers...ain't gonna happen, mom, not after the Calvin Toenail Debacle of 2011...
Ain't nothin' gonna ruin my sunny moment!

BETA BOB'S BIG PEA...

Dear Friends,

Meet our buddy, Beta Bob, owned by MOD fave-o-fave Ms Piggy (don't ask & we won't tell) and - as anyone can clearly see, Bob enjoys weightlessness in his wateryWorld, like an astronaut at zero gravity yet he still manages to eat the pea Ms Piggy gave him for constipation...we envy Beta Bob. We only get a terra firma diet of timothy hay and nothing else when our recycling center gets clogged at strategic key border crossings in our gizzards!

BetaBob, who we consider a NinjaFish with the prowess of a samurai is teaching us how to walk spiritually upon "The Path of Constipation" so we wanna give a shout-out to Ms Piggy (HEY! We SAID not to ask!) for showing us a bright, shining world where NinjaFish uncomplainingly eat their peas as decreed by the Empress whilst all we do is whine  and whistle for fresh, organic  pomegranates, watermelon, spinach, yellow peppers, carrots with their green tops attached, and all our favorite treats...especially mom's fingers.

It's lonely being constipated. Hay is a callous bedfellow, indifferent to our suffering.

BetaBob understands and shows us The Way of the Constipated Warrior Ninja Fish and since the sun will be out  for two days more, we shall reflect through gleaming prisms of unexpected color how lovely a future we have now with our new friend, Bob. Mother of Bob, you have raised a fine beta; to you we say: Namaste, soul Sister! Now, to sleep, perchance to dream of big, fat, juicy peas cut in half by mom so they don't fly out our mouths before rolling into crevices from which they shall never emerge.

Good night, Namaste, new friend, and go in Peas.

I DREAM A DREAM OF SUNBEAMS...

The sun is as much a Rockstar to guinea pigs as to astronomers.
The difference is, we sunbathe in simple, abundant gratitude
while astronauts do things, but we know they also
overflow with Wonder beholding precious Blue Spaceship
Earth suspended seemingly weightlessly in an Infinite
EXPODING HEART UNIVERSE
Filled with Mystery,
Transcendent, Resplendent, Spiritually Awakening us
receivers of Light from our very own Sun-Star...
What a beautiful day it is when
we see our star...and how rare those days have become for us
here in the Great Pacific Northwest.

I'm On My Way: Watch and Be Happy!

YouTube - Chance, now Rhys is Transported Home

^^^ kleenex alert!^^^

Thank you, Mother of Bob, the constipated Beta Fish

who will soon have smooth sailing, we just know it!

One Day More...We Shall SURVIVE, WE PIGGIES, WE SHALL!

YouTube - [Les Miserables] 10th anniversary - One Day More!

It's gone from Bollywood to Broadway to London's West End...

wethinks mom needs a ticket to somewhere...fast...please?!
Captain Picard! Wow, where'd you come from? (The West End, duh!)

Waves hand at the ensign, settles into his chair on the helm of the Enterprise,
and utters three words with Shakespearean magnificence: "Make It So."

And we made it. So...what now? Captain Picard, send her to the Klingons,
she's your strongest weapon!

"Make It So." And the piggies danced for joy until dinner time...when they
realized she had gone. So they offered to teach the Klingons the fine art
of Cophrogany in exchange for beloved mom...who had, by then, staged
"Evita" in Klingon, no easy task given their revulsion for Madonna's
lackluster performance in the film...so mom explained that on earth there
lives a woman named Patti Lapone, and that Made It So.

Mom HAD TO LET IT HAPPEN...

Bad News Travels Fast!

PsssT! Calvin!
Hi, YumYum, whassup?
Didya hear the latest?
What latest?
From Ms. A and DommyDom'sMom, and Auntie Meme and Jack?
Noe.
Noe? What's NOE?
i mean no. what, YumYum?
Ms.A and thems left a message about how mom kisses us on the...
On the what, YumYum? She only kisses me on my lil'pink lips! I love her so...
Yeah, little fella, well, whaddya EAT with those lil'pink lips o'yers, huh?
my poo. just like you and everybody else -
BINGO, BUSTER!

YumYum, you perplex me ------- uh...OH NO: ICK! OOOOH: that NASTY!
MuAh-HA-HA! WE GOT MOM, WE GOT MOM,
lil Cal, we got her for trimming yer nails; got her good, too!
YumYum, she gettin' us back...i just heard her coming down the hall with our newly laundered cuddle cups that didn't catch on fire in the dryer because they are still full of hay and shavings...and she was singing, "Don't Cry for Me, Argentina" -in high soprano!

WTF?

ya...we'z in big trouble now, YumYum, big trouble is US! YumYum? Please don't cry...

I've heard her sing...I remember..."THE OPERA LESSONS"

OMG, no. please say no, YumYum...don't sob like that...

Front door opens...

"I HAD TO LET IT HAPPEN, I HAD TO ...DA-DA-DA, FRESH LAUNDRY
IS HERE, AR-GEN-TeeeeeNAAAaaaaa! Piggies? You know that I NE-VER
left you! I went to WASH YOUR STUFF, to make it clean aGAIN,
i only loved you...will you still love MEeeeee?"

WHEN I STILL HAD TOENAILS...

Dear Mods and Modesses,

If you read back about three pages then you already know about the Great Calvin Toenail Debacle of 2011.
See how pretty my toes were before that? Oh, sure, they were just beginning to curl in a little, or at least that's
how mom justified her...what she did, y'know, go read about it and weep!

But, I got HER GOOD! The one toenail that she didn't get to clip? Ya, Baby, it still growing strong! HA!

She ain't nevah, EVAH gonna get that one, either, and it gonna drive her to Bollywood Dancing...oops,
that not good, either...what if she puts one o'those rings in her...EEEEEK!

JUST GRAZING...

Hi MODS and MODesses,

This is our owlie play rug but mom had to put a little fence around me because Raj and Taj were already racing around the "big play-pen" and they likes to chatter their teeth and lunge at me because i am so gentle and don't even realize i am a guinea pig...i think i is a people...so, just for a few minutes longer, until the Mahal brothers have exhausted themselves playing chase, then mom takes my little fence down and i getz the WHOLE place to myself. See, i still got my "man parts" and the other boyz doesn't; so it makes them mad and they tries to take mine! WHEEEeeeeeK! So, mom gotta protect me AND my "man parts" and i can't play with Coconut, either cuz I could knock her up and that would be dangerous, since girl gp's pelvis bones fuse once they are a few months old if they haven't already had a litter and the vet would have to do a c-section and she would probably not survive, so I doesn't
get to play wid anybody except mom's foot...which, to tell you the truth, ain't as much fun as it looks. I is gonna take my nap now, thank you for understanding.

love,
Calvin the small

Dedicated to the One We Love: MsA