in memory of Sprinkles, my friend’s guinea pig. she was such a sweet girl, always adorable and yet appearing slightly terrified. why are you so scared, Sprinkles?
“there’s something red in here. what is it?”
“it’s a slice of red bell pepper, Sprinkles. it’s yummy.”
“but what if it comes alive like a vegetable tentacle monster?”
“it won’t, Sprinkles.”
“how do you know?”
poor worried little piggie. hopefully she’s munching on some delectable grassy noms with her sisters at the Rainbow Bridge. rest in peace, little one.
rubicat 