Two Little Shits and Two Sweethearts

Okay, they’re actually all sweethearts…for the most part. And I love them to death! But, this is how tent time generally goes with my little quad: Happy play time, playing on mama, grooming her, checking the toys out, yay! For about 25 minutes…then, groom mama a little bit harder till she says ouch and moves the gliders and tries to distract them. Then, Sandy finds a way out of the tent and escapes and mama has to make sure the other 3 are on her and get out of the tent & find Sandy who jumps to mama like she’s happy to see her. Go back in the tent, Poppy & Sandy start to groom mama even harder and start biting the heck out of her. My head is bleeding, my ears are bleeding (I have enough piercings, thank you very much!) and when I try to move the gliders away from my owies (after screaming “Ow! fork!” several times over the course of about 10 minutes & worrying my neighbors think I’m even more nuts than they did before) Poppy bites me so hard through my sweatshirt – she did NOT want to stop grooming mama’s owie on her head – that there’s a bruise around the bite. Okay, 45 minutes of tent time is enough – time to go home! LOL!
So, here are some pics from tonight, just for fun…lol.

Eugene and Seri are thinking about coming out to play


Poppy’s pooping


Sandy and Seri




Eugene


Poppy


Sandy and Poppy grooming mama’s owie (which I think was made by them in the first place a few weeks ago and isn’t healing fast because they keep reopening it! lol)


Sorry the pics are so big!

What little BOOGERS!!!! Give them kisses and yogi's for me please. LOL

That is too funny in an owie kind of way.

Lol! Yeah, it is. And, I will.