Poor cookie, he lasted a week. The same dog, THE SAME FREAKING DOG, came back, flipped the cage and cookie got out. Tui was there, chased the dog away, then chased Cookie and caught him, only to have the poor thing die of fright in his hands (I guess you really can die of fright!).
Needless to say, no more Guinea Pigs. Not that this house anyway.
I've promised Malachi that after we get back from Tonga we will get a fish.
1 comment:
That is so sad, but the"i guess you really can die of fright" cracked me up :)> Be careful NOT to get the type of fishies that jump out of the tank and die off wherever they land.
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