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Wednesday
Apr112007

Spring break at Animal House

No toga parties. No secret makeout sessions. No drinking until you're face down on the lawn, and no food fights. It's not THAT Animal House--but it's close. While our friends travel, we're pet sitting. Meet the crew:

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This fish is so photogenic and friendly. Mr. Congeniality. Introduce yourself because as you can tell, he's "damn glad to meet you."

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What? You can't see our fish in this tank? They're hiding, ashamed of themselves, suffering from low self-esteem since they met the flashy Betas. Now they know they're the nerds of the fish world. They're never going to be cool and popular. They're not Betas, they're Deltas!

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This is Benjamin Rabbit. He's the soft-eyed one that all the girls love. Doesn't he look sweet? Do you want to pet him? Of course you do, until you realize he sleeps in his litter box. We've all met guys like this--the ones with dirty secrets.

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This is Picky. He doesn't look like a guy you could trust, does he? Your instincts would be right. This photo was taken just as he pooped on Mr. A's bathrobe.

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Remember the gelatinous frog spawn? Now we have two tanks of tadpoles--or sperm on steroids, you decide.  They're the bottom-dwellers of Animal House--the scum suckers. 

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Petey had a conversion experience over spring break. He's living in an altered state. One minute he was sleeping on the furry rug in his bachelor pad having a sweet dream about his blonde vet. The next minute he's on a road trip, going to see her! What a strange trip it turned out to be. He woke up with a sore spot on his neck, a wet tail, an inability to walk a straight line, and no memory of what had happened.

He's not the man he used to be. He's lost his swagger--and something else too.

Moral of the story: never fall asleep next to a blonde with a scalpel.

April 11, 2007

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Reader Comments (22)

furiousBall,

You're saying the goldfish is tanked in more ways than one? ; D
April 12, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterV-Grrrl
I posted a comment yesterday, but... apparently it did not send. Caught in the spam filter? Anyway, I think I said, more or less:

Great menagerie.

A friend of mine once claimed that her son taught their pet rabbit to do his business in the toilet! I'm not sure if he lifted the rabbit up there, or the rabbit just jumped up. Pretty amazing in any case. Except... you might not want to sit on the toilet seat after the rabbit, ha, ha.
April 12, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterOrtizzle

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