Blog archive for September 2006
I started the move yesterday night. I found a dark, comfy spot in a corner between the curtains and the big suitcase. I took my food in my cheek pouches and moved it to the corner. It took me a couple of trips. After the food I started to move my bed. I put as much tissue paper in my cheek pouches as I could. I tried to put so much that it was coming out from my mouth and I tripped on it when I tried to walk. Papa saw me when I was going to the corner and he discovered my food in the corner. He thought it was funny, but he removed the food in the corner and put me in my cage again. Then he gave me some fresh food.
But this tomato wasn't big. Papa told me that it's a mini tomato. I got very happy because I could bring it to my cage! But there was a problem. I couldn't see where I was going because I took it with my teeth and had to keep my head pointing up. Papa took me in his hand and brought me to my cage. I ate a bit of it and then I put it in my secret food stash behind the wheel.
I put all the strap in my cheek pouch and then I tried to do the same with the phone, but I couldn't. I still can't understand why. I decided to take the strap out again. When I wasn't alert Papa took the phone back.
After this I went back to the computer desk to look for the phone, but I couldn't find it. Papa told me that the strap is dangerous for me because I could choke. He cut a small piece of it and gave it to me. I got very happy and took it into my cage!
I don't understand why there's something in me that wants to get out. Why would someone (or something) get out from a cute girl like me? Perhaps it's because it's summer and it's cooler outside, I don't know. In any case, Dr. Ozawa said that it is not serious. He gave me two little bottles of medicine: a pink one and a white one. The pink one is for drinking. Papa gives me six drops in the morning and at night. It doesn't taste so good like the one that he gave me before. At the beginning I didn't want to drink it and I tried to escape when Papa made me drink it. Now I still don't like it, but I drink it anyway. The white one is not for drinking. Papa puts a bit of it on the bump every morning and night. I tried licking it off, but it tastes terrible.
Apart from that, I'm not having any problems with it.