The path to Capybara Creek
There is one thing you should know about capybaras: we do not like the cold! I know, I know, Dobbye Winnick lives where it is always cold and you never here him complaining. That is just because he doesn’t know any better. Capybaras and cold weather do not–or at least should not–mix. Nevertheless, it does happen, even here in central Texas, that a terrible cold front blows down from the arctic where the polar bears live. The horrendous nature of this catastrophe cannot be overstated. And what about my swimming? I can’t swim in ice water you know! What is a poor, helpless capybara to do? Continue reading “The Capy in Winter” »
Teaching Fresno to swim
Most of my readers probably know that I have a few co-pets. Okay, maybe more than a few. I think people love them as much or more than they love me, so I have decided to let everyone know how they are doing. Continue reading “Co-Pet Update” »
I had a dream
I had a dream the other day, that large rodents and small rodents, tailed and tailless, brown and black and spotted, would all be featured in a special edition of National Geographic Magazine. That dream is, as yet, unfulfilled. The magazine cover shown above is a sham. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t made progress. It looks like at least one rodent, yours truly, may well appear in this prestigious periodical!
Continue reading “National Geographic and Me” »
Me and Lisa chillaxin in the pool
I had a terrible weekend last weekend because of how sore I was after my latest dental procedure so I wasn’t sure if I was looking forward to this weekend or not. I had a lot of Capybara Ambassador duties to see to and I was thinking I would rather just sit in the pool by myself all day and sleep. Sleeping is the capybara equivalent of reading (or watching TV for those of you who don’t read).
Continue reading “What a Weekend!” »