Once Upon A Wheek

"Mom? Can we go to bed yet??" The little guy has been napping almost the whole time, but when I finally finish, he was up - at least for a little while! He had some hay and went right back to sleep.

Late night of writing, and Willow is my faithful watchpig! Not sleeping until I hit 4k in words tonight.

Mom is so stressed that she is stressing out Alistair! So she is now in my room with her creepy exercise ball. I love my mom, but she has to leave. Like now. - Willow

Willow is definitely grumpy this morning, wonder why... =/

Willow said he would help mom with the cleaning of the apartment. He disappeared and... Well, we found him!

It is Yom Kippur! Willow says, "May your stomach growling be at a minimum." ^^

I grabbed him and put him back into the other room with cage grids. After complaining and wheeking for a good 10 minutes, he finally was just quietly talking to himself. 

World Mental Health Day

(Day 3 Regrowing Romaine)

There are some of us who refuse to get out of bed this Monday morning. Ehem! Chestnut, I am talking to you!

Digging in!

I got a refill of hay! This evening is turning out to be GREAT.

Sniff sniff on his towel throne.