Friday, October 15, 2010


Reasons why I'm going to get killed, most likely by my parents: four. Four tiny pink, bald, and possibly inbred creatures. So I got the sex wrong of Flossy's twin from her last (mystery...) litter who apparently is not a boy, but a girl. She who was a he has been living with her brother and my ninja-gingers (guinea pigs!). I discovered her in what I suspected was the early stages of labour this morning, whimpering away, and this afternoon...