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Friday, February 25, 2011

I'm a Slave to the Farm... Part TWO!

Well, in case you are new to my blog or just somehow missed it I have talked about this subject previously.

I decided today that it is very well worth revisiting though. Especially since a large portion of the hubbs paycheck just went to help sustain this mini farm we have. For the last three days the guinea pigs have been surviving on mere carrots, radishes, and hay. One may ask what else does a guinea pig need? Well, let me tell you. According to my spoiled ass pigs they need not only carrots, radishes and hay but they also need regular guinea pig food (whatever that really is! It's just looks like little pellets of stuff to me.), extra little treats, honey sticks and sheesh whatever the hell else you can think of and then some!

So, off to the pet store we went. While I was there I figured I might as well stock up on the other ~~farm animals~~ pets' supplies. Now, picture this: I shop at a small family type pet store (I can't stand the commercial chain ones!) that is in a word quaint. I like the home town feel of it and being a country girl at heart it gives me a type of feeling as if they really know me. So, down the doggie aisle I go. I load up the bag of ~~horse~~ doggie food for moon dog who is the stray who adopted us about 9 months ago. That's a 45 lb bag of food. Then comes the yorkie food. She of course gets the "natural" food. For some reason I feel better about giving her the bag of food that has pictures of grassy fields and a great big steak on the front. Then the cat food. This is a cat that adopted us about 3 years ago. Persnickety thing he is as he only likes fish flavored cat food.

I won't go into great detail about the special treats we bought for them all except to say that they actually sell dried bananas packaged up for guinea pigs! At a pretty price I might add.

Anyways, to sum this up almost $200 bucks later I get home to have not one, not two but EVERY single one of these ~~farm animals~~ pets start screaming at me as I walk in the door. Do they love me for me or for the loads of spoiledness that gets lavished on them day after day?

What about you? Tell me I'm not the only one that is a slave to a fur child!