The Diary of Little Champ: The Return

Hello everybody. It has been a long time since I wrote to you. I am sorry, but it isn’t my fault. Auntie Liz bought a camera, and it has taken her away from us. She told me before she got it, “Champy! I’m getting a camera! I’ll take so many pictures of my cutie patootie Champity-Champ sweetheart lovebug!” (This is how she talks to me.) But then she got the camera and took a few pictures of us and then said bad words and now only takes pictures outside. And since I live only inside, I am not in any of the pictures.

Uncle tells us not to be mad at Auntie about this. He says we move around too much and that’s why Auntie can’t take our pictures. But then he told us secretly that if Auntie knew how to use the camera, she wouldn’t say the bad words, and we would all look very pretty in the photos. But he told us not to say anything to Auntie about not understanding her new machinery, so maybe I shouldn’t have said that.

It has been so long since I wrote, that the babies are quite big. Auntie has dumb names for them: Rosemary and Shackleton. I prefer to call them Baby 1 and Baby 2. Baby 1 is the girl, and she’s shy and pretty. I have to take care of her all the time because she sniffles and cries if you leave her alone. Baby 2 is the boy and he is very adventurous. I guess he got that from me. Mama still nurses them a little, but they have also started eating the paste Auntie gives us. Sometimes they try to hold mealworms, but they don’t really know how to use their hands, so it’s a mess. I try to be patient with them, but they are not easy.

I hear Auntie and Uncle talk about taking them away. Auntie wants to keep them and buy a bigger cage. Uncle tells her she must move to another apartment far away from Uncle if she does that. Auntie gets sad but always says, “Yes, I know. We have to get rid of them.” Mama and Papa have not heard these conversations because they don’t understand the humanspeak very well. That’s good. I don’t dare tell them that the babies are going away. Papa, especially, would be very sad to see them go. He stays with them all day and night. What will he do when they are gone? Play tug of war with the humans? Doesn’t seem as much fun as it used to.

Well, that is all for now. As long as Baby 1 and 2 keep nursing, they will stay with us. So I have been whispering to them and telling them not to eat the paste. I don’t know if they understand what I mean. Oh well. They’re babies.

[This is a photo of me showing Auntie my bald spot. She said, "Tuck your head, you sweet lovey pie!" So I did.]

liz | 2:42 PM | Uncategorized