All the babies tucked in?
I'm tucked in, Ma, just a midnight snack.
I'm tucked in, too, Ma, just a midnight snack
and I'm even stretched out if you feel like
scritchy-scratching my long Mohawk?
See, ma, even my eyes are closing while
I finish this one fine piece of hay...mmmm.
HI EVERYBODY!
WHATCHA DOIN?
OH BLOODY HORK,
YUM-YUM,
WE HAVE A "SITUATION!"
GUESS WHO AIN'T TUCKED?
Let's keep our cool, Bhindi, leave
this to mom, she'll sweet-talk
him into tuckin' just watch!
Waita minute! How I tucked?
Whadda? Whadda? Whadda?
Good night,
love,
Vinni the Tucked
Sometimes we fall in love and don't know how it happens.
We meet a special someone and before we know it, we can't
forget that special someone. That's how we felt about Fairy.
She's just special. Fell in love, still in love.
As you know, she is a "lethal white" and we hope you
have read her blog (to right, under "My Blog List") and
know she is both deaf and blind on the outside but has
no limitations of love on the inside.
Today is a birthday.
It is also a week in which we grieve for our precious Meeri-Boy
and we cannot forget him in the celebration as he remains part
of our growing herd...in life and in passing, for we have really
lost no one, we do not believe we can lose anyone we love.
Meeri, we love you.
Please give our love to our loved ones too numerous to name
through our tears. Yes, cupcakes and tears,
that is the nature of life and we embrace it fully, which is
what we fell in love with about Fairy: she embraces life
fully, knowing that most "lethal whites" never even have
a chance at life at all. It is people like Anita and Ian who
give so much for her to have this magic life which she
is soooo generous with, and Ingrid and Helmut to care
for eight meeris, rabbits, dogs, we forgot how many others,
and now there are seven meeris, and here there are three
but actually, in a way, I can give them more; as my own
energy diminishes these three have a higher quality of life...
For my birthday cupcakes I would like to award one to each and every one of you who sacrifices so that a little brother or sister or a loved one of any species may enjoy a higher quality of life, whether you are nursing an elderly parent, caring for a dying companion animal, sending money to a shelter because although you work too many hours you can enable them to buy things they need (hint, hint, we love BEST FRIENDS in Utah.)
This birthday party's table
has a place setting for each and every one of you, come with smiles, come with tears, just come, please, for you are among the truly blessed ones humble enough to hold out a hand to another and we're HAPPY-DANCING cuz YOU'RE OUR FRIENDS: HAPPY-DANCE & HAPPY SONG!
In India, they say "many pranams"
and think (and HOPE!)
it means: many gracious thanks,
a sign of profound respect to another.
MANY PRANAMS, YOU!
love,
YumYum, Bhindi, and Vinni-Valli
(who secretly crawled and hid - AGAIN! - in YumYum's
cage while he was on Runabout so YumYum is in Vinny's
cage and Vinny is in YumYum's cage...at least he didn't
shark-surprise us this time!)
BOOM! OUTTA the locker room into
OLYMPIG STADIUM to show his prowess
on the Balance Beam is Bhindi-Boy from
the
United States of America!
(actually it is rumored cupcakes are in Olympig Village
if ya know the right piggies!)
Mom gives us really great food.
But, sometimes...
sometimes I feel a craving for something,
something different.
One day I shall know what it is.
For now, I am beautiful, happy, scrunchylicious,
and am going to get a LOT OF LOVE
I can tell by the way mom's looking at me,
she can't wait to put that camera down
and just scritchy-scratchy-scrunch me UP!
Still, there's the longing I cannot name...
A food group not the same,
We piggies hear it's earned some fame -
I only wish that it done came!
Chai, you live in Seattle with Sami and Edwin.
We are in Bellinghamshire, 90'ish miles north!
Now, you do the math...
(cuz mom sure can't! WHEEK!)
love, Bhindi
Everyone Invited to Fairy's House for our Party!!!
(P.S. Her mum became an Espresso EXPERT!)
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
For mom's birthday, she's getting cuddles
and cupcakes from all of us, one at a time.
She couldn't ask for more!
(Well, she could ask us to share the cupcakes...)
Mom's memory so bad now she can't
remember which pics of me are already
on the blog, so you probably gonna get
to see me lots and lots and over and
over again 'cuz now when she looks
at the blog, she says, "that sure does
look familiar" and the rest of us CRACK
UP! cuz she just posted the same picture
three times already!!! It not her fault.
but don't expect us to stop laughing at her.
still funny.
please just act like you are seeing us for
the first time and everything will be o.k.
(just laugh. it's easier that way, believe me!)
loves,
Bhindi the Baffled
IN MEMORIAM
MEERI-BOY
OF
BAVARIA...
APRIL 20, 2012
YOU ARE SO MISSED ALREADY...
OUR DEEPEST CONDOLENCES TO
INGRID, HELMUT, AND TO MEERI'S
SEVEN "WIVES"
although we still remain unable to
post comments on our own blog (?!)
please feel free to leave messages
to Ingrid and Helmut here...
Our hearts are wrapped around you
Our tears mingled with yours
Our grief inseparable
Our love indistinguishable.
You were there for us.
Please do not hesitate to let
us know how we can soothe your
pain, if we can, or if not just
know we are holding your
hand, hugging you, and our
shoulders at the ready for you
to bury tearful faces into...
It's still so open, our own wounds
we don't have to even remember to
know how it feels.
So many you don't even know, Ingrid,
so many are here for you, too.
Love Infinite is Shining from Him...
now that he is free.
And where we all one day shall be.
Bhindi, we have accidentally posted two posts
about cake without even realizing it! THIS POST
IS ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE ALREADY, O.K.?
What else is there?
Readers, please help us out? What else is there?
(no existentialists allowed!)
love,
we blog, therefore we are. we think. we are. something. else.
but, what else?
WHAT PART OF "NO EXISTENTIALISTS"
DON'T WE UNDERSTAND?!
