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When Gari Was Three

A nose by any other name…

Melanie’s Post:

This post commemorates the third year of the life of Garibaldi Rous, World’s Silliest Capybara. I think you can see that he earned that title by looking at the photo above. Gari the Clown whose superpower was rolling, and rolling, and rolling.

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Happy Birthday to ME!

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A Skipper Rous Post:

While the video above is pretty darned cute, it doesn’t have to do with this post. I just thought you’d like it. That is my friend, Nancy, petting me.

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My 3rd Birthday

 

A scary start

I think my birthday party was a surprise party because no one was more surprised than me when a DOG showed up! That is Peri (short for Periscope). She has visited us before (read my Dog Invasion post) so I guess she is a friend? Melly said she is anyway but she is the scariest friend I have. I would NOT have invited her to my party but, sadly, Melly is in charge of these things and she often does not have my best interests at heart. Continue reading “My 3rd Birthday” »

3rd Birthday Preview

 

Winston Bumblebee Barcode the 1st and me as Super Capys

Winston Bumblebee Barcode the 1st and me as Super Capys

Wow! This was the best birthday party EVER. But you know how it is after a big party, you’re really not capable of doing anything requiring cognitive thought. Sorry to say, the same thing is true of capybaras.

 

Party time!

I even asked Leopolda and Cassio to write something up. But if tortoises are slow before they’ve been partying, they are glacial afterward.

I’m afraid you are just going to have to wait until tomorrow night (my real birthday) to hear about the festivities in detail. In the meantime, you have just these two photos to whet your imaginations!

I’m Three! (Not that anyone cares)

Me with my birthday gifts

I don’t want to sound bitter but, well, this birthday was a big letdown. I mean, last year I had a major party in the park. Tons of people visited me. I had a blueberry cake and lots of yogurt. This year my owner didn’t even bother to stay home and celebrate with me.

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