Anyone Have Lil' Kim's Phone Number?

As you can see below, she is a big fan of chinchillas. Well, their hides anyway. And since my chinchilla has been loose from his cage ALL day (Thanks, Violet!) and has helped himself to the books on my shelf and used their spines as chew toys, I am going to call Lil' Kim and offer Chiru to her. Free of charge. I'm sure she can at least get a nifty thong or some furry pasties from him. Maybe some earrings to match the pasties.

Luckily he had only gnawed and nibbled his way from Baudelaire to Blake before I scared him off of my bookshelf. (He just had to get those ones didn't he?)


(What the hell is wrong with this lady, by the way?)

When Chinchillas Attack...

They use biological warfare. Namely: little pellets that I have to quickly sweep up before my child finds them and thinks they are delicious bite-size treats.

Mad Hatter's Tea Party, With Weiner Dog

Violet decided to have a small tea party a moment ago. It was a "crazy hat" themed party, I guess. She wore her dad's hat (which was his grandfather's, and is in dire need of a cleaning), and her friend Sparkly Weiner Dog wore a rattle on his head. It was good times, you should have been there. By the looks of this picture, it may not have been tea so much as hard cider.

Not everyone one was invited, though. Chi-Chi wouldn't let Violet eat any of his delicious chinchilla treats so she told him he couldn't come. Poor Chiru!

A Delayed Introduction...

But here he is! This is our chinchilla, Chiru. I thought I had posted about him before but apparently not. He's a good boy. Stays up late, but he's quiet.

Being cute.

Okay, we have a new mouse. Now let's work on a new keyboard. That one's looking a little crusty. (Hey, don't blame me! That's from the computer Jeremy used for online gaming for years. I dusted it with compressed air once and an entire Subway footlong came out of those keys, in crumb form of course.)


"My species originates in the Chilean Andes, now shut up and get me something to chew on, lady!