Last week I skyped with Jessie's family in Virginia because they were so excited to meet me—their first grand-pet. Grand in every sense of the word, of course. I came out of my shell and paraded around on the desk for them to see me in all my glory. Maybe even a little too much glory. I mean, I had been in my cage all day, which is really all night for me. Mark and Jessie had woken me up special for this occasion, so I hadn't had a chance to go yet. Go in the potty sense of the word here, which led to this embarrassing moment:
Oh well. If there is one thing I've learned from Mark and Jessie, it's that you better have a sense of humor if you are going to tolerate life.
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