Actually, no. It's just the cleaning up their shit part that is stopping my reckless self from abducting 1 of the 36 cats under my block and naming it Bob and bringing it for walks and cuddle the heck out of it.
That to me is just a major turnoff. Although cats use sandboxes for the most part, they are still a pretty sizeable animal so their junk would be pretty sizeable as well. And everyone knows that there is a direct correlation between sizeability and grossness of junk + how bad it smells. Truth from a personal experience 10 years ago.
My teachers thought it would be "educational" and "fun" to bring the entire cohort out to visit the zoo. For the most part it sucked because A) I never got picked to go up the stage and interact with the dolphins or monkeys (CONSPIRACY) and B).... Before I continue. Remember the correlation equation? Okay, good. I saw a rhino and an elephant taking a dump right before my eyes.
BAM.
No, it was more like chocolate oatmeal being shot out of a canon. So BLEURGGGHHHHHSSSQQQ.
Except that it didn't smell chocolaty or oatmeal-ly at all, which is why that image is forever seared into my mind. I also think that my child inquisitiveness ended right there and then. There are certain things in life that you just don't need to know.
So back onto the topic of pets. My ideal pet was still a cat because I am slightly afraid of dogs and pets that are too small. Until I saw a video of a teacup pig.
I first saw a teacup pig in an episode of HIMYM when Marshall was using Barney's teacup pig to toughen up Lily's determination in rejecting Scooter's advances.
Project be strong enough to reject Scooter
Never thought much about it until I saw a video of a teacup pig overcoming it's fear of stairs in order to get to it's snack.
OMFG IT IS SO CUTE I CAN'T EVEN
How can something be so tiny and
And the video of Hamlet the teacup pig going down the stairs. It compels me to open my windows and scream "It's so adorable I want to die!!!!" at 5 in the morning.
Teacup pigs are defo first on my list of pet choices now.
Now I just need to find a way around eating bacon/ba gwa/vinegar pork trotters/pork belly/fried pork lard around them and not feeling guilty and I'm all set to be a proud owner of a teacup pig.




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