WHERE'S MY BITS? WHADDA? WHADDA? WHADDA?

YESTERDAY on our Epic Runabout, mom got a good look
at Bhindi's bits and - lemme tell ya - they big enough to use
for the Olympig Shotpoot Commition this summer in England!

YOWZA-BANANZA!

So, during our twice daily antibiotic "bonding" ritual (mom,
seriously, do you really think we buy THAT?) she took a
good look down under to inspect the size of my bits...mebbe
mine would be used for the women's competition, mebbe 
girls under the age of 10...all she needed was some bits,
anything, anything...

Well, am I turning into a handsome so-and-so or WHAT?!

I'm so velvety soft, and I scoot so fast and make everybody

laugh especially scooting up and down my bright, high, orange, 
CARROTUS-GIGANTICUS...no one wants me to grow up 
and if I did then I'd have Bits and Chips or at least

a weiner in a bun...aren't I turning into...

(have I said that already?)

Mom just erased a lot of the post so getting off before she loses

what remains of my post along with the rest of her mind.

Gonna snow tomorrow,  so we thinking of our Bavarian meeris 
and Ingrid and Helmut and our Fairy and Marigold and her mum and Dad 
and our Millie Bea and Almond Joy in Wisconsin and the big party 
they gonna have in that warm, red, Mesa Guinea Pig Place.

love you,

VinnyGuinea: MAN-BITS WAITING TO SNEAK UP ON YOU

AND YOU WILL FEEL BAD FOR MAKING FUN OF ME!

UNLESS YOU SEE A LOT O'LIL BITS STUMBLIN' ABOUT

NOT CONNECTED TO MY MAN-PARTS AND...
ISN'T THAT HOW FAIRY MAGICALLY APPEARED?!
SOMETIMES THE BEST SURPRISES HAPPEN IN PRECIOUS, 
TINY, FURRY PACKAGES...
(i could be wrong, but seems like that's Fairy's story and I'm stickin' to it!)

DID I SAY IT GONNA SNOW?