As I've mentioned before, there is one
creature upon this vast planet
that I actual hate.
As it turns out,
that also happens to be the one
animal that my Man insists
should be a member of our household.
If you haven't guessed it yet,
I suppose I should do the introducing.
World, meet "Cheese"
my kiddos' guinea pig.
Yes, fate has laughed in my face,
and has forced the most vile creature ever made,
to be a feature of my household.
It was John's doing.
I put up a good fight.
And, just so you know, both boys pray every night,
"that mom will like my guinea pig."
So far, it hasn't worked. . .and I'm hoping it stays that way.
Nasty little thing.
