Turning Five

Birthday Bamboo

Well, it finally happened! I turned five! And guess what I got for my birthday:bamboo! Delicious and nutritious. I’d much rather have bamboo than a dumb birthday cake. We capys aren’t into confections.

Baboo, meet my mouth.

It is hard not to smile when you are eating bamboo. Your lips just naturally curve up. We capys have dark lips, which makes our smiles that much more endearing. Humans have creepy, pinkish lips. Even humans find them creepy so they cover them up with a special kind of paint. It doesn’t work well, and only human females do it so it doesn’t address half of the problem. I suppose the males are vain and think their lips are too pretty to paint. This is very, very far from the truth.

Wild bamboo

This is what bamboo looks like in the wild, or at least down the road at someone’s house. I have never seen it in the wild because I refuse to wear my harness so I can’t leave the yard. That is fine with me because I don’t want to leave the yard. I mostly don’t want to leave the house. Anyway, I only eat the leaves. The stems are like eating wood. I’m not a beaver you know! (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.) I did try chewing on some but that was pointless. I gave it three bites. Done.

My beautiful face

You are probably wondering what that dark mark is in front of my eye. I hurt myself and scraped off the fur there. MelT says that if I would learn to be braver, such things wouldn’t happen. Look, I’m FIVE, I’m too old to change now. Plus, it makes me look distinguished. And did you notice how cute my smile is in this photo?

This is a video of me eating bamboo. You can even watch me in slow motion. If you keep your eyes glued to the screen, you can see my little tongue wrapping around the leaves. My tongue is not very long. I can hardly stick it out of my mouth at all. This makes eating difficult at times.

Now that you know I just had my birthday and I am five wonderful years old, you could contribute $5.00 to my charity, the ROUS Foundation for Capybara Veterinary Medicine. $5.00 is $1.00 per year of pure capybara enjoyment. Even though MelT and I were negligent last year and we are not making any promises for this year, that is still a bargain. I hate to beg, but if you don’t help, who will? It’s not like people are scrambling over themselves to help capybaras. Sadly, they are not.

Time to embark on a new year of adventure! It’s going to be a wild ride.