Yes, indeed, cute as the wee frackers are, I do not particularly care for Guinea Pigs. It’s not their fault they don’t sell Guinea Pig food in corner stores. However, I quite awhile ago decided that any animal that requires nourishment not easily bought at a corner store, if in a pinch, is just not going to make it with this chick. And, of course realizing this last night, unfortunately for them it’s going to be a vegetarian diet of lettuce and carrots tonight as well. They made a bad decision to knock their food dish over on Monday night. Nice.
You know, we had Guinea Pigs when I was very young, and Mom spoke nothing but bad things about those noisy beasties, and you know I remember not being so concerned when they were found a different home. I was probably around 6 or 7 years old at the time.
I will give these buggers one thing, they are much quieter, and generally very well-natured. They are sweet.
However, it doesn’t help their cause that the local pet food store closes before I get home. AND, tonight even if it had been open there was NO way I had the energy. Good god, please make this week end.
Tonight the lass who was giving me a ride to work, well she quit. I can’t say I blame her, as she confessed to me she wasn’t particularly liking it that much. SO it was no shock, but a bit of a stress having to figure this out, AGAIN. Grrrr….man I swear. I am tired, ya know? I really thinking UNCLE. I give. I give.
Yeah, whatever, like hardly. But I really am so so so looking forward to when I’m not so reliant on others. It really sucks.
Yet, I do have wine. I’m not sure how I’m getting to work again in the morning, or how I’m getting back exactly yet. I’ve at some point got to still meet up with the landlord of the cute wee apartment…as we’ve been playing tag all week as well. Bless her heart, sideways and forward if I actually get this place. God, bring it on. AND…again, I do have wine. Blessed be wine.