Shane and My Guinea Pig, Maple

Oh my gosh, it was sooo funny. I recently got a six-week-old (now nine weeks) guinea pig that can fit in the palm of my hand! When I first got her, she would freak out and squeal loudly whenever Shane or Waldo came near. But this morning I was holding her on my lap and Shane came up and sniffed her. Amazingly, she started squeaking in delight. Maple turned around and started licking his nose. She kept licking him and then Shane turned and started licking her plump little underside. That's the first time that's happened. Next time I'll post a picture of her.

Waldo is Turning One Next Month

No, I'm not kidding. It seems like it was only yesterday when I published my first post, not knowing what a funny yellow Lab named Waldo would come to me, always eager for attention and yet always ready to be the world's fastest runner when he grabs something naughty. Waldo has been such fun to have around, the house will seem empty when he goes up to New York for his final evaluation. You know how us kids always say, "I want to be a fireman" or "I want to be an artist when I grow up"? We never realize that some people (or dogs, in this case) don't have a choice. To quote Shakespeare, "Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them." I think Waldo is the third one, "some have greatness thrust upon them". If you think that I am making this all up, let me assure you I'm not.