Do I look Irish to you? Well, maybe a little in that getup, but not normally. Capybaras are not Irish. I don’t even know if there are any capybaras in the whole country of Ireland (it’s not that big afterall). Maybe St. Francis (or whoever) drove them out along with the snakes. Anyway, tell that to Melly. Please. Someone has to stop her.
I guess St. Patrick’s Day is a holiday where humans drink a lot of alcohol and that makes them do crazy things. I’d like to say that Melly was drunk when she did this to me, but alas, she is just this crazy all the time.
At any rate, I hope everyone had a happy and safe St. Patrick’s Day and that you were all kind to snakes and rodents.
Another thing that happened today is that I had a stalker come visit. His name is Steven Harris. He visited me once before when I first came to live here with Melly and my Rick. He is nice but I am still not feeling 100% after my last visit to the vet so I’m afraid I was a little antisocial.
I taught him how to use the button but, honestly, he wasn’t very good at it. But the important part is that I still got treats, in this case they were grapes.
Lastly, look at this! Melly is (finally) almost done cleaning out my pond. I had NO IDEA it was so deep! When she fills it back up with water, I could actually go swimming in it. Who knew?
In the meantime, I can just sit in my pond and imagine it full of water. I like how it has a shelf around the edge to make it easy to get in and out. Maybe I’m not so angry with Melly for cleaning it out. (Or maybe I am.)
I’m leaving you with this photo to try to counteract the damage done by the first two photos in the post. Really, like all capybaras, I am a very dignified animal.