Views Of Me Running

I have wanted to go outside for 8 days now. I have not. Slave said it was to cold. That it was raining. That it was to hot. There are no excuses. I should be able to go out when I want. However my flower garden is growing and the grass is green, but the owners put me in the dirt to run. I had to exercise. That was not necessary. I ate a holly bush that had sprouted out of the ground. It had taken away some of the daily hunger that I live with. I am still hungry now. I have been going to other guinea pig websites, not that I am a guinea pig of course, and have learned that guinea pigs and especially important ones like me, should be provided with food to keep away hunger all day long. I should be able to graze freely like other pigs of centuries before me. I should be given Wild Harvest food whenever I ask and should have fresh vegetables in abundance. It is my will. Let it be written let it be done.

View the pictures of all angles of me. I am important. Every gray fur and white stripe fur is important.

My dreams in the rain

I have lots of dreams. Dreams that you don't even know about. I was going to go outside today. When I was woken up at 6:45 am, I heard the rain drumming on the roof top. It was not fair. It cancelled the dreams of myself. I was upset. I deserved to go outside today. And last night. In the afternoon, I was given a watermelon. I ate the whole thing, even the green parts and saved some of it right next to my food bowl also next to my corncob. Then my slave cleaned my cage out and I lost all the food that I had hidden under my food bowl, in my house and in the holes that I had dug. It had taken me a long time to store. I was upset. I got in my clean cage and looked for it all night long. No luck. It had been dumped for the raccoons.

I would like to notify all my slaves of myself in this video. Watch it many times. I am very important:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aq6mdJEOEmw

Take Me Outside!

I have done everything to deserve being taken outside. I am im

portant. I don't even cary the swine flu. Please take me outside. You know you should. Just look at my stripes and then at my cute face. How can you say no?

I have prepared myself to go. All that you must do is pick up my house with me in it and take me outside to the green grass.

A five year old guin.

Well really, I am having my birthday. My slaves do not know the exact date that I was born. They are too unimportant to be given that kind of information. This way I can celebrate my birthday every day of May. I am special so I have 31 birthdays. I am turning 5 years old. I am very important. I am told I still act like a 2 year old, but I am far beyond a 2 year old guin. I am very important. You already know that. This is the kind of cake I eat. a Carrot Cake. I first eat the frosting off the top of it. Then I eat the cake. That is the way I do things. I am very important. My slaves haven't made me my cake yet, but they soon will, or else I will bite them.

Also on my birthday I like to go outside. My slaves have no choice. I am always ready to be taken outside.

I must graze on green grass. It is good for my stomach and my brain. I am very smart because of it. It also makes my fur smell good. I am very important.

Mokus's Agenda

My agenda for Saturday was set. I got up very early
at 9:30 am. I ran around my cage 5 times, flipped over my house and jumped into it so that I could be taken outside by my slaves with no effort necessary out of them. I did a good deed that should have been awarded. I am very disappointed that I will not be going outside. I was told that I was not going to go outside. That makes me feel very angry inside. I was a good pig all night and I will not be taken outside. I deserved to be taken outside. It is all Chuck's fault that I wasn't taken outside. I deserve a consolation treat.

I was quite upset to be given a bath yesterday. It was my spring bath. My slave insulted me by saying that my beautiful fur, stripes and all, smelled bad. I was put in a sink full of water. I was enraged. It was all Chuck's fault. I must say my fur is now more to admire now that it is silky. I will mail you a fur or two if you would like. It is all I can do for my slaves worldwide. admire some pictures of me. I am very cute. I am also fierce.

the thoughs of me while basking in the sun

I have much love. Some may think me to above everyone to love anyone. But it is true that I am above everyone. But I still love my slaves. I love them with the love that a master has for people who will do anything for them. I am a loving animal. I love my house. I love my foodbowl. I love my hay rack. I love my waterbottle. I love my bed. I love my pink and yellow blankets. I love my pillow. I love the quilt on my bed. I love my grooming brush. I love my food container and hay bag. I also love the outside world that is always warm and full of juicy tender grass bits. I also love my cd player and my cd. I am very important with much to think about every day. I have grown very small this week from not being fed enough. I sit and wither away with hunger in my crying voice. I was only given two extra treats yesterday. An apple core and a small stalk of celery. It was not enough to sustain me. I was sad. I am so much above everything in this world. I am very important. my stripes are important. my paws that are snow white are important. my flapping ears are important. The spot on my white foot is important. my black foot is important. the fur on my back that is salt and pepper speckled is important. These things are the things that should be important to you because they make me me. There is not another better living thing in the world that is above me. I am more important then even the lion, king of the animals. A lion could never stand up to my importance. I could bite that lion and it would roar and stalk off like it had lost a battle. My teeth are much sharper than a lions. I am more important than anything. I can swim better than a fish. I can sing louder than the birds. I am very important.

the days of winter

The days of winter are still upon me in my world. The cold air doesn't move even at my threatening growl. I take many naps during the day. Especially in the soft yellow blanket that belongs to me in my slaves bed which also belongs to me-- my bed.  Here is a picture of me in my yellow blanket. Be sure to admire it. Also admire my stripe. And for further admiration, notice my two ears and the carefree expression on my face. 

my snow white clawless paws

It was to my great joy that for several months my claws remained un-touched by the horrible claw clipper which takes my talons and turns them into normal paws. It happened yesterday. To begin a beautiful sunny day on which I was the top pig on the top shelf under the window, it happened. My owner took out the claw clipper and took my paws and chopped off my claws. I can not describe to you my rage. I, Mokus the great was so displeased that I couldn't even bite with my teeth. I was speechless. I have now started to regrow my paws. They will soon be long again. I am quite unhappy with the claw clipper though.

MOKUS: live

Well really, this is me swimming. This was about 5 months ago. I remember the day. It was the last time I had a bath before winter started. I dread getting another one come spring time. Swimming along with me is my sister Chuck who is the small brown one with only a partial stripe, please do not watch chuck she is not important, and my late sister Maple who is the big fat yellow one. Do not pay any, ANY attention to Maple or Chuck. Instead, watch me paddling around the tub in the watter with my spotted foot, my black foot, and my snow white paws propelling me.

MOKUS: live

and to my rage, you can hardly notice my stripe.

Snow day

Of course this was a week and a half ago, and it snowed. It was my first experience out in the snow. It was 55 degrees. Most of it had melted. I made a snowman and an igloo that I owned. The snow was cold. It made my stripes blend in with it. I do not like it. It covered the grass which is also mine. It should not have done this. It makes me angry and upset. I also don't like eating frozen grass. A creature of high importance like me should not have to eat frozen grass. I prefer thawed nice juicy grass blades. Here are some pictures of me in the snow. Admire as usual, and make sure that even if the snow is white that you can still see my stripes and paws.

MOKUS: live

Here is your first ever chance to see 'my ways' in living color. Let me know how the quality and sound are. Well really, if this works out, you will become my slaves on a whole knew level. Let me know how you like it!

The ongoing saga of MOKUS'S RAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and today my slave groundhog saw his shadow. I wish I could bite sir walter wally. It is not fair. I am supposed to start my running schedule today. It was supposed to be spring.
Please leave a comment petitioning any kind of food but Wild Harvest for me. I am growing thin and bony from eating 'dental chewy plus with grains'. I do not appreciate the flavor. I despise it. And then we are expecting snow tomorrow again. flurries. whatever, I do not like the sound of it or the color which tries to immitate my white paws. I am enraged. I want my way. I will post pictures of me in the snow last week later on. Also stay tuned as I try to post a video of myself, the wonderful Mok eating with a spoon just like a human. I knew I wasn't a guinea pig all along!

the rage of mokus: part 2

Voted back by popular demand is my rage. I don't think you should laugh at my rage. My razor sharp teeth might sink into you next. My rage is still on-going. The snow has not yet melted-- actually it hardly got above freezing today. I tried charming it away, but it wouldn't listen to me. Snow is a difficult thing. I can not control it. It is supposed to be 57 on Friday. I expect to be taken outside. I have done everything to deserve it.

I have been such a good animal lately. Admire my picture!!!