Please Mummy; May I Have Some More?!
Hello Everyone! Today I want to tell you about what happens at eleven o’clock every day. Well it actually begins a little after nine. Whee squeak and complain, and call and chew the bars. Until finally the magic starts . . .
Mummy sighs and picks up two bowls; one brown and one orange. She clinks then together as she walks to the kitchen which heightens our excitment and brings out more squeaking, zoomies and popcorns than you would believe possible.
You hear draws open and close, the fridge open and close, the tap running. By now I am soo excited I think I will burst. I consider escape but then the fridge opens and closes again and I know it is coming. Mummy enters and goes to Nibbles and Nutty’s cage, scolding them softly and insisting the get down from the bars. They reluctantly obey and the cage opens. A silence falls and then you here crunches.
Unable to contain yourself you squeak once more in desperation that comes out in a long “Wheeeeeeee” of indignance.
Mummy kneels beside the cage and opens it carefully. Then she places in that bowl of heavenly vegetables. Today it was curly kale, spinach, celery, carrot and a few different herbs. Below are some pigtures of me enjoying my ‘treat bowl’!
Until next time!