This post is a continuation of my previous post, The Serial Pooler.

You might have gotten the idea that my life is easy from reading the previous post. Well, it’s not true. I have my share of hardship, let me tell you. Do you see that photo above? That’s the kind of thing I have to put up with to earn my treats. And that is just the start. Do not read any further if you care about the Dignity of Capybaras!

Melly says she loves me. Maybe not as much as Caplin Rous, but still a lot. I guess I can see that because she actually did even more humiliating things to him.

So I’m not complaining, no matter what it sounds like. I’m just saying, that’s all.

I’m not sure what treats Caplin Rous got, popsicles or yogurt or something. I don’t like those things. I want lettuce and other greens and plenty of them. Look at that delicious leaf that Melly is holding just out of reach. Do you suppose she’ll move it just a little bit closer so I can grab it?

(Remember, you can click on the photos to see a larger version.)

You can see the answer to my question in the above photo. Yes, she moved it a little closer, but not so I could grab it. She seems to take perverse delight in seeing me struggle.

A trick? Is that what it takes? Do I have to perform like a trained capybara just to get my food? Well, I guess I’m not too proud.

I guess it is worth it. I am addicted to food.

Once I’ve eaten everything Melly has brought out, I take an actual swim in the pool. This usually involves quite a bit of rolling practice and a bunch of fighting off attempts to grab me by Melly and Rick. I need to do that because a superhero can’t just let people grab him, you know. If a real supervillain was trying to catch me, I would probably bite, but Melly and Rick keep saying we are a non-biting family so I don’t get to bite during practice.

Then I have to practice looking regal. This is something that every capbyara must do. It is very important for us to keep up appearances for the lesser–oops! I mean smaller–rodents. But Melly makes it especially hard for me since I have to wear that stupid Halloween jester collar. Still, I think I pulled it off.

I told you my hay steps are in disrepair! Look how awkward it is for me to go down them. Honestly, I deserve better.

After the blue pool, there is nothing like a little rest and roll back in my green pool. Kind of rounds out the day. And it allows me to survey my domain in a regal fashion. Plus, this is where Melly takes my harness off after I’ve been outside the yard. Sometimes if I get in the pool, she will take that stupid collar off too.