Trip to the Cabin

I don't like car rides very much.

I remember this place, now.  It used to stink like deer and rabbits, but some of my smell is here, now, from the last trip.

My Dobhouse is still here and my milk and potatoes seem to be here, too.

It isn't as scary as I remember it. Plus, I have a new bed with skulls on it!

Are you going to sit down?

Thanks, I needed a chin rest.

You can comb my whiskers for a while, if you want to.

That's enough, thanks. You are dismissed.

I'm actually kind of busy.

I still don't see why I can't come in. I can sit here all night, though, if it makes you feel guilty.

Wait- aren't those the iris from that corner at home where the chickens are destroying the garden? How did they get here?

Heh heh heh, this is the little wading pool from at home. No fish, though.

It isn't so bad here after all. I think I'll refuse to put my harness on so we can stay a little longer. 

Hmmm. This wasn't what I had in mind. Oh, well. I guess we can leave in the morning.

Coral and Carl and the Capybara

I thought it was going to be another ordinary day.

I'm just in the back yard checking out my new bathtub. Someone put water in, but I am NOT going in there.

Stacy is proud of my new bathroom, anyway. She is showing it to Coral and Carl.

Look at my new brush! It matches Stacy! But Coral is afraid of me. Maybe because she isn't wearing purple.

Stacy demonstrates the use of my brand new purple brush.

Coral finally agrees to try the brush.

Yeah- under the chin! Stacy thinks she needs to tell Coral everything, but Coral seems to know what capybaras like.

Ha ha ha! Look at Stacy- she's sitting on my toilet!

Coral finally realized how much I like her.

 

 

Look how pouffy I am!

Coral was much more relaxed by the time we got to the Front Yard.

I was trying to do the guinea pig heads-up thing because I know Coral misses Sambal and Hello Pineapple.

Coral was very interested in my morillo until she realized it made her hand greasy! Ha ha ha, Coral!

My harness got a little sideways, but I got an apple, hours before my real Potato Time! That mostly happens when special visitors come! Thanks for being such good visitors, Carl and Coral!

Little Winky, My Duckling Friend (who wants to eat my eyeball)

When Winky first came in, I shared my milk with him and I got really pouffy.

I even let Winky share my White Rabbit Rug.

Winky looks so innocent when he is sleeping. But the next day, Winky jumped very high and pecked at my eyeball! I was just standing there minding my own business. I admit that sometimes I can be a bit boorish, but I was being a gentleman when he attacked my eye! Even when he tried to eat my eye I was a good boy.

Winky has moved out to the aviary and lives in the baby hut now. He has this little cage under the apple tree to stay in when he visits the big ducks in the back yard.

 This is Winky's Aunt Ding Dong and his Dad, Brad. When he is in this cage, there is almost always a Muscovy nearby watching over him.

Aunt Ding Dong really likes Winky a lot. She kissed him a little bit today, but he darts around like he is racing in a go-kart so he can't be trusted to stay with her.

Aunt Hershey likes him, too. While she was watching Winky, he snuck away and pecked my eyeball again. He is just a baby so I don't run away or get mad, but he is starting to be very annoying.

Winky's Mama is Cocoa. She pecks Winky gently, just enough so that he goes away. Aunt Hershey watches Winky closely when Cocoa is around.

Sometimes the mama ducks take a break, and then the guys, Norman the Flock Manager and Winky's Dad, Brad, take over watching. I think it will eventually work out having Winky outside IF HE STOPS TRYING TO EAT MY EYEBALL!

Dobby Looks Like a Hot Dog in the Morning

Is it morning yet?

I can't tell if the sun is up yet.

It was really cold last night.

Is it time for my morning milk?

Okay! If it's milk time, I'm getting up!

Just a minute. This is complicated.

Ha ha ha. Just teasing.

I can't see you because my eyes are closed.

Peek-a-boo!

It's just me. You don't have to be scared.

So weren't we talking about my milk?

The Laptop

I'm so excited about my new laptop!

It works a lot better than you might think.

See? I am writing my own blog, now!

Next, maybe my own Facebook page!

It's a little harder than just telling Stacy what to write.

But I always had to go back and edit it, anyway.

Now that I'm stuck in the corner of the kitchen it is a lot harder to get to her computer to do the editing.

I'm going to see if I can find my chicken friend Penguin.

I want her to see my new laptop.

I'll be right back.

Dang. Penguin is too busy sitting on plastic eggs to come in and check it out right now.

Well, do you like the wallpaper I picked out?

That's Caplin- don't we look a lot alike?

I'll bet he doesn't have his own laptop!