But not EPIC. Phil and Scooter did not hit it off, but to his credit, she totally started it. They were doing well - he was letting her come sniff his litter box, and they were eying each other romantically. Then he hopped over to her litter box for a sniff, and she responded inhospitably with a mock lunge. He gave up on her immediately, testimony to the hurtful relationships of his past, and bit a big chunk of fur out of her forehead. Whenever I'm having romance troubles, I just thank God I'm not a little bunny.
We're now trying some intraspecies dating. I'm fostering Nudie, a guinea pig that needed some TLC and Vitamin C before he's ready to go up for adoption. He's mostly hairless and has giant sweaty balls (seriously, they're always strangely moist), but I'm hoping Phil will fall for his inner beauty... So far I don't think they've noticed each other. Joy thinks he's facinating though, especially when he wheeks.
Joy is eating stick bits, helping me with the room cleanup that is so desperately needed. Rosie punched a good little hole in her lip (trying to help her with her punk image no doubt), but Joy opted not to put in a sexy lip stud and has healed up unbelievably fast. She hasn't been as combative with the puppy since she got home, so I'm hoping getting thrashed by much larger and more snaggle-fanged Rosie and Lily cooled her hot head a little.
I AM Daring Greatly
12 years ago
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OK. If I was ever tempted to get a guinea pig, I'm not now! M
haha!
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