- Almost Inbred
They say that when Jesus comes back, the lion shall lay down with the lamb. Or something like that. Not certain because, you know, I´m a heathen. But Beau and Al are laying side by side and napping together.
Y´all might want to get your souls right with God.
I did have a divider out there, but someone knocked it down. Beau started rumbling around Al, but Al ran to a hidey spot (I put out several). Then Beau started sniffing at St.John, but SJ gave him a quick nip on the nose.
There were a few other quick rumblings, but they didn´t last long. And for the past hour or so they´ve all been extremely mellow. If I didn´t know better, I´d say someone slipped them a mickey. It´s spooky.
Maybe Beau´s finally outgrown his rat-bastardness. I may start toying with the idea of modifying the cage and letting them all live together. It would make floor time so much easier, and they´d all get more time out. One can dream, anyway.
- Almost Inbred
I´m a little irked. I got up at the buttcrack of dawn to set things up so they´d be comfy and happy out on the patio while the exterminator was here. He shows up and not only does he not go anywhere near the pig cage, he doesn´t even spray anything. He just squeezed a paste in my kitchen & bathroom cabinets and in my bedroom closet.
The whole thing was for naught. I stayed home today (theoretically I´m supposed to be working, but you know how procrastination is. I have ´til Monday), got up earlier than usual, cleaned out everything in every storage compartment in my house, and waited for no damn reason at all.
And now I have to put everything back. This just sucks.
And to top it all off, after holding Beau in his ooh-I-get-to-rape-Al state, my hands smell like boar musk. Yum.