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Friday, April 1, 2011

Can I get some num nums?

Before you get started reading let me say get your effing mind outta the gutter!  Just because I have been known to write a few shall we say suggestive posts in the past does NOT mean that I will be fulfilling your animalistic perversion for porn-like writing. 

Now, with all that said I will let you know what num nums really are.  Num nums are plain and simple guinea pig treats.  Whether it's carrots, radishes, veggie bites, fruit or nuts the pigs know it all as num nums.  I swear every morning it's the funniest thing. As soon as someone rounds the corner into the den my little fur balls start whistling at them.

And oh GAWD forbid if you ignore them because they only get louder.  And by louder I mean LOUDER! It's the funniest thing. Throughout the entire day every time someone (especially me) walks into the den they whistle until they get some num nums.  It's the craziest thing!

I can't help but wish that I had someone trained like these pigs have US trained.  I mean the mere thought of just calling out to someone to bring me whatever my little heart desired is truly intriguing! 

Someone please tell me that I'm not the only one trained to do stupid human tricks!  Do any of your furbabies have you conditioned to do something for them?  Go ahead and spill it!  We want to know!


  1. I have control issues, so I am the Queen Bee over all in my kindgom. Special Agent is too, except for when it comes to the pets. He is their minion, and gets out of bed to feed them very early each morning, as they stand by his side and whine and breathe at him. When he is out of town, they just hope to hell I feed them. Which I will...when I am damn good and ready to get up.


  2. Onion,

    You are too funny! Of course you will get up and feed them! I know you will! Don't we all? Well, I should hope so anyway! At least for any fur babies that are stuck in a cage like my guinea pigs. Well, to think about it they even spend more time out of the cage than most other pigs. They are rather spoiled!

    Minion! I like that word! HEHE!

  3. Pigs. They die in my care.

    Boy, I sound really sinister don't I?
    Glad someone knows how to care for the little furbabies...I am no good at it!

  4. Our dog, Penny, rings her bell anytime she wants to go outside. I swear she rings it though just to watch me jump up at the bell. Who's conditioned who?! She smiles, she hugs...yes, if you say "hug" she jumps up and puts her paws around your neck and buries her head in your neck. Sweetest effin thing! I also love how she looks at me like I'm God. That never gets old. : )


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