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While I’m struggling to do my 18 miles this morning, enjoy these pictures from Thursday night when we had the animals running around.

RTY & Gizmo

RTY holding Storm, being walked over by Gadget

Pinelope and Gizmo did not like each other, and one of them got a nose full of spikes

Running running running, getting no where

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As if trimming poor Pinelope’s nails was not enough animal abuse, poor Petri suffered dearly at my hands about an hour ago.

Petri has never been a very clean bunny. I think its because of his dental problems, I think his teeth make it difficult for him to groom himself. Also, he’s a male and therefore a disgusting slob (no offense to my male readers!). When Petunia was still alive, she would groom Petri. I always thought that was one of the sweetest, most loving actions ever. But, since Petunia is no longer around, Petri must endure mommy giving him occasional baths when I cannot tolerate the stench of pee on him any longer.

This morning, I was hot and sweaty and gross from my run. It was warm outside, so Petri was doomed. DOOMED! I grabbed my bunny and put him into the shower stall. Then, I hosed off the back patio, since he has, in recent weeks, been disinclined to utilize the litter box, which irritates the snot out of me, but has the added benefit of I don’t have to clean the litter box very often anymore. Anyway, I hopped into the shower with my bunny, and shampooed his little body.

Petri was so upset with the turn of events. Although, little hornster that he is, I do think he enjoyed being held up against my nekkid torso as I scrubbed and rinsed him in the warm shower.

Usually, he gets a bath in the tub, but then he splashes the hell out of me and I need a shower after his bath, so I decided to bathe us together, and hopefully save some time/water in the process.

Back to the indignity… after I washed him, he cowered in the driest corner of the shower while I attended to my own needs. Poor drowned bunny. He looked so sad and dejected, all sopping wet. I moved him to the bath tub to dry off on a towel while I dressed myself. He smells so much better now.

Of course, like an idiot, I didn’t sweep the puddle of water off the patio, so when I placed Petri back into his area, he freaked that the floor was still damp, and rushed to escape his area… hopping right through the dirty puddle of water, thereby negating the bath he just had.

Oh well. At least he is cleaner.

Wow, I live an exciting life. I can’t believe you read this crap!

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Pinelope just endured the worst torture ever. Yes, that’s right, we gave her a bath and then… THEN… we trimmed the poor hedgie’s back claws. They were just too long. And, Pinelope acted like we were murdering her. Poor thing.

We’re so mean to our animals.

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My cousin posted scary pictures of our vicious hedgehog. I’m warning you, these pictures will scare the crap out of you. No horror movie you have seen can compare with the ferocious, murderous rage captured by my cousin in these pictures.

Consider yourself warned.

I am not responsible for any nightmares and sleepless nights brought on by the pictures of our predatory beast.

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What were you dressed as for Halloween? Due to a limited budget, I tried to get creative with my costume; I decided to be a Hooloovoo. The picture is terrible; I really think it looked much better without flash photography.

Duane came decked out as the Purple Pimp, one of the many evil henchmen hoping to be official members of the Evil League of Evil.

Obviously sherlock was Dr. Horrible.

Evil greets evil.

Suddenly, a younger, hairier John McCain showed up with Sarah Palin and a Mad Scientist.

Before we knew it, we were overrun with Candy Corn and a Convict.

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I hate the litter I bought for Pinelope on Friday. Saturday, when I took her out for social time, she was caked in that nasty stuff. It earned her a bath. Gosh she hates baths, but boy is she affectionate after a bath. To her dismay, I gently scrubbed all that caked on litter off her tummy. Poor sweetie, she kept trying to climb my arm to escape the horrid water! So cute!

Since then, rather than putting her back into the litter, I set up the pet playpen with a towel on the floor. Saturday night, she happily slept in her igloo on the towel. This morning, she’s not in her igloo. That little girl burrowed under the towel. She is so funny and cute!

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Kitty litter.

After taking RTY to school this morning, I stopped at the super wally world (I know, I hate the place, but now I’m really watching every penny) to see if I could find cheaper kitty litter for Pinelope the hedgehog’s home. She took stench to new heights yesterday, and I was out of litter.

They didn’t have the brand I bought last time, so I tried something new.

And… I hate it. It is scented even though the bag said nothing at all about being scented. I’m in the other room, I have the doors and windows open, and I cannot escape the smell of it.

I felt really bad putting her in there with that scent, and I’ll check on her often to make sure she is not as bothered by it as I am. I fully recognize that I smell things other people do not (such as the toilet water if you leave the lid up, I’m not kidding), so maybe it’s just me. But, ech, it’s obnoxious.

There you go: a mundane thing to write about! Thank you! I’ll be here all day!

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This is our back yard:

On any given afternoon, if it’s not too beastly hot, you may find me lounging in my hammock, watching my husband and child fishing in our pond:

Or watching a tender daddy-daughter moment on the swing:

While a certain Petri enjoys quality grass time:

Sometimes, the three-seater swing only holds one:

Immediately, I regret giving up the prime real estate of the hammock:

And a familial fight commences over who owns the hammock (I do, I bought it!):

and someone always ends up getting dumped onto the ground.

The hammock skims the ginger plants:

In some ways, our backyard really is paradise.

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I’m not sure how he does it, but in recent weeks, Petri (our lonely boy bunny) has been getting out of his designated half of the back patio. He has been seen hopping around the other half of the porch, napping, and then he’ll go back into his area. It’ll be several days before he “escapes” again, but he always puts himself back.

This morning, after my disappointing attempt at running, we decided to decorate the front exterior for Halloween. Anytime we’re spending time in the yard, I try to remember to bring Petri with us so he can enjoy some grass time. I started out having him in the playpen, but he looked at me and implored me to let him out. Since I have been giving him free run of the backyard and he has not run off yet, I decided to see how he’d do in the front yard. He explored like a good bunny, and then tried to cross the driveway. The driveway is out of bounds, so sherlock retrieved Petri and put him back in the grass.

A little while later, while I hung lights on the front porch, Petri came up to the porch to supervise. And, since the front door was open, decided he’d go inside the house. I got down off the ladder because if Petri was going to be in the house, bedroom and bathroom doors needed to be closed. I did a quick search of the house and could not find Mr. Petri.

There he was, on the back porch. He had put himself away so he could take a nap. Tired bunny!

I was just so amused that he put himself away! Silly bun.

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Pinelope has been grumpy. Yes, she is grumpy all the time since we always wake her up to play with her, but she has been especially grumpy. So, we decided to give her a warm bath. They say that helps calm them, and makes them feel better if they’re quilling. I think it’s safe to say Pinelope HATED her bath. But, she was especially affectionate after, as she and I laid on the couch with a towel drying her off.

Pinelope wanted to know what I was reading (Twilight — who recommended this book to me? You were right. I love it!). She started out by licking the back cover, apparently she thought the book was just as good as I do!

I love when Pinelope rolls into a ball!

This is her after she started to come out of her ball. When she is balled up, you cannot find her face, and she grunts her super scary grunt to scare the threat away! So cute! I love when she balls up!

Coming out of the ball.

Mom! I’m trying to un-ball here. Quit pestering me so I can turn over and walk around!

Heh. She is such a cutie!

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The newest member of our family is a bit — abrasive.

Faithful readers, meet Pinelope:

This was taken at the breeder’s home, when we first met our adorable little girl.

And this was taken a few minutes ago here at home. She was happy to find a dish of food.

BTW: taking Pinelope into PetSmart was awesome! She was a bit nervous, but everyone was so excited to see a hedgehog.

She’s really cute. Happily, she’s quite social, too. I think she’s a good fit for our family.

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The breeder very kindly sent me new baby pictures of our baby girl. It looks like her bald spot is filling in. Her eyes are open, and she is just adorable. I can’t wait to meet her!

We have not yet figured out what her name is.

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The very nice hedgehog breeder lady called me earlier this evening to talk about our baby girl hedgehog. She had a concern, wanted to make us aware, and offer us the boy from our litter instead.

Our little girl was one of four babies in this litter. Mom rejected her babies, and one of the four died. When our girl was born, she apparently had a rough birth, and was born with a bruise on her little head. The bruise has healed, but in its place there is a bald spot. The breeder said she has never seen anything like this in her litters before. While our girl is larger than her siblings (described as quite a porker!), the breeder wanted to give us the option of taking the boy instead. She doesn’t think there will be any problems, or that the hedgie’s quality of life will be altered at all, and since they quill for six months, the bald spot might still fill in. I appreciated the heads up, she offered to send me pictures of the little girl.

Oh my goodness what a cutie! She is just such a sweetie! I saw the pictures, and she absolutely stole my heart. Then again, I always have gone for the Charlie Brown Christmas trees.

The breeder provides a six month warranty, but emailed and said if there were problems after six months, to just let her know. She said she has had four other reputable breeders chime in, and no one thinks the baby will have any problems. So, we continue to wait for our baby girl to grow up so we can bring her home.

She is just so cute!

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This is Speedo:

She hates being held. And she hated the camera flashing in her eyes.

I’m pretty sure she hates having her head out of focus and would wonder why the camera focused on my thumb instead of her face.

Speedo is a tangerine leopard gecko. When she was a baby, instead of spots, she had two black strikes going along the length of her body, and the rest of her back was orange. It’s amazing how different she looks.

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