Hi there! I'm snoozing on my top shelf while the babes nap below me in their box. Daddy got some extremely cute pictures of the babes today, and since I'm late on an entry for this journal, I'm going to use 5 of the pictures for today and 5 for 10/13/99 - then I'll be caught up!

The babes like to sniff, lick, and taste Mom's hand. You can see some of the toys hanging in the background there. And Mom fixed the ladder so it's not such a steep angle - the babes and I are able to run up and down it now!

Mom fills our food bowl up every day after work. Recently, with all the babes eating so much, she's been concerned about just how empty it gets. She told me she is thinking about giving us two food bowls every day! Yummy!

After our bowl is all the way full, she takes a dog biscuit and breaks it into tiny pieces. She started breaking it up really small when she saw me take all the big chunks and stockpile them away! Hey, I was saving up for Y2K! TeeHee!

So once the pieces are all nice and small, she puts them on the top of the food for the babes and I. We all know when she's doing this too, because as she breaks them they fall into a little metal dish that is sitting on a metal shelf, and it makes a lot of noise! When the babes hear it, they just go crazy, running all around the pen trying to find the food dish!

On top of that, Mom always saves some of her dinner for the babes. She doesn't have to save any for me, she lets me out during dinner, and I run around on the couch stealing alternately from Mom's or Dad's plate. Mom also gives us pieces of tomato, shredded carrot, broccoli, yogurt, and - not often enough for my tastes - cheese!

Macaroni & Cheese is my absolute all-time favorite food, and it's becoming the babes' favorite, too. At first, I sit and eat beside mom on the couch, and then later I carry some off to my cage and eat there (unless a baby steals my food from me). Pretty soon it looks like Mom's plate is getting awefully empty - darn humans eat too fast - so I begin getting as much as I can in my mouth, cart the pile off to my cage, drop it, and come right back for another load!

Mom calls this 'stockpiling.' After the first couple of times, Mom will take my bridge away (that crosses the gap from where my cage is to the couch) so I have to stay on the couch and finish what I've taken! Drats!

One time when we were having Macaroni, Mom got up and left her plate behind on the couch. I took a running start, opened my mouth, jumped onto the plate, and as I slid across the plate Macaroni filled my mouth! I closed my jaw and stockpiled the biggest pile of Macaroni that Dad has ever seen! Dad said it was funny... Mom said it was smart!

When Mom gets home from work, our food bowl is almost empty... and the process repeats all over again!

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