Two peep years ago this day I took it upons on myself to adopts two peeps, Mum and Pops. So far they have suited my needs fairly wells. I have to continuallys stress that I am not a divas nor a princess. And if I ever becomes one or the others they are not the same and have differents demands. In returns for my peeps following precise instructions in meeting my wants and whimsies, I have condescended to become a mentor and arts critic for Pops. Mum and I are still sparring as to which one is the true queens of the castle. Givens all the human shortcomings, it has still been a glorious two years and I look forwards to many more years of pamperings, treats, cheese, rides in the mean greens moving box machine, walkies, tenderloins and stuffs like that.
