Lorcan
Forum Buddy
What does that mean? It's Gotcha Day! It also means it's two days shy of a year that the forum has been graced with the antics of my pair of clowns. Oh yes!
I prepared a little speech that I hope is worthy of such a pair of celebrities, even accidental celebrities, so here we go...
First of all, Comet. What can I say, mate, you're obsessed with your hay, you break into everything you're not supposed to, you're convinced a cucumber will fit through the bars of your cage simply because you want it to. You're stubbornly determined that your zoomies will not be ruined by silly things like cage bars, ramps, or other sleeping guinea pigs. You rule the the household with a cute face and you love the sound of your own rumbles.
Blitzen, well. You hate everything and everyone, and you grudgingly put up with Comet because you can't steal food from anyone else. You scream like a maniac anytime anybody tries to groom you, and you're pretty certain the letterbox is really edible and it's just holding out on you. You refuse to show your face except at dinnertime when Comet refuses to "share" or blueberries are involved but when you're happy you popcorn like you're moshing at a heavy metal concert.
It has been a damned good year, all things considered.

I prepared a little speech that I hope is worthy of such a pair of celebrities, even accidental celebrities, so here we go...
First of all, Comet. What can I say, mate, you're obsessed with your hay, you break into everything you're not supposed to, you're convinced a cucumber will fit through the bars of your cage simply because you want it to. You're stubbornly determined that your zoomies will not be ruined by silly things like cage bars, ramps, or other sleeping guinea pigs. You rule the the household with a cute face and you love the sound of your own rumbles.
Blitzen, well. You hate everything and everyone, and you grudgingly put up with Comet because you can't steal food from anyone else. You scream like a maniac anytime anybody tries to groom you, and you're pretty certain the letterbox is really edible and it's just holding out on you. You refuse to show your face except at dinnertime when Comet refuses to "share" or blueberries are involved but when you're happy you popcorn like you're moshing at a heavy metal concert.
It has been a damned good year, all things considered.

