My guinea pig Pumpkin is such a pain in the ass. I had her out and she spent part of the time cuddling in her little cuddle bag thing, then decided to spend the other half of the time crawling all over me, trying to escape, and biting my fingers. She’s the worst pig, but she has the cutest little face.
Funniest was when I was sitting in my chair and she decided to climb my shoulder and try to burrow in the little crack between my shoulder and the back of the chair. She ended up with her legs straight up in the air, paws flailing with her head in the crack. It was something like this:
I’m now rashy and covered in fur. Kind of worth it though.
When I was in high school I found out one of my classmates was my paper boy. When I told him where I live he said, “Oh, you’re the family that never goes outside.”
My parents are packing up and moving out of the house they’ve lived in for over 40 years. One of the neighbors saw the moving van and welcomed them to the neighborhood. In all the time he’d lived in the neighborhood, he had never seen my parents.
My family is next-level introverted.