Is it a burrito?
No, it's Cocoa's Spa Time!
Wheek! So the other day, I was taken to see that funny man we visit sometimes. Hooman said it was just a 'follow-up' to see how her icky eye-poking* has been going, so I wasn't worried. I was a bit hungry though, because Melon wouldn't feed me along the way. Something about 'pesto' and not being able to see my back teeth properly. Humph.
Here I am waiting for the funny man to look at my furs under a thing called a mi-cro-scope.
Sorry for the long time no wheek. My hooman Melon has this thing called Depression which means that she has down periods sometimes, and doesn't get around to doing things. She struggles with me sometimes too, but just like with that, she's gonna help me with my blog as much as she can.
So it's come to my attention that I have new blogfriends (hiii! *noses*) and that they might not know what a guinea pig is or how it works. So.
This is a guinea pig.
|To some, this state is known as munching.|