The C(r)at in the bag

Published October 19, 2012 by Kokomo

So when I woke up this morning I decided to let the ladies out as I was still a little sleep drunken. I am home from work for a few days as my back is not properly functioning and this has the ladies all confused because I am home ALL day but I don’t let them out of their cage ALL day (I just don’t have the energy to keep puling them out of places they shouldn’t be). I made myself some coffee and then figured I had all the time in the world to post a new blog. YAY. And then I sat down and realized, I can think of various topics to blog about, but I don’t have any cool pics to put on the blog. And let’s be honest. A blog just ain’t a blog without pics.

Luckily, my ladies seem to understand what I am thinking. I heard some crackling behind me and turned around to find Koko having the time of her life inside the bag that was used to ship my new powercord to me. It has that plastic with the little bubbles inside it. And me oh my was she enjoying this bag.

MY bag. Yes, all MINE. I’m sooooooo excited!

Obviously it wasn’t long before Ruma came sniffing about, finding out what interesting thins Koko was up to. And yes, she too crawled in the bag by the time Koko’s attention span had faded (usually a good 2 minutes).

Great ass shot!

Please excuse the mess. The bag was in my ‘this-is-where-I-put-all-stuff-that-has-no-place-yet-box’ and it’s time to empty that box, before Koko and Ruma do it for me.

As I was enjoying this view of Ruma’s ass, I remembered I had seen this before. In a different setting though. So I went through my pictures and this is what I found:

This smells SO yummy!

Mind you, the bag was empty and this was obviously well before my linky post. Ruma loves the smell of chocolate and licorice and will try to get her little paws on it whenever she can. Little deviant! 🙂

So yeah, the ladies once again reminded my of why they are such great pets. They will always create a great photo opportunity.( It’s just the lack of proper equipment that makes the pictures not so great :(. If you’d like to donate towards this good cause, just let me know! )

It is therefor that the title of this post should definitely be: The rat in the bag. Because I couldn’t be happier with my two ladies 🙂 (although chaoticscribbles, I might devote a whole post to their nasty behaviors as well!)

Hyvää päivää!

Did I buy a rat in a bag?

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8 comments on “The C(r)at in the bag

  • Hehehe, definitely a naughty post should be in order! Make me feel less worried about my rowdy bunch ;D hehehe, Your ladies look gorgeous in the piccys! And I love the M&M’s packet pic… BUM SHOT! :p hahaha! xxx

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