i finally have a website. the hooman was cool for once
im the cute one. obviously.
| TOY | RATING | why |
| tunnel (cardboard) | 10/10 | perfect for hiding. love it in there |
| hay ball | 8/10 | i act like i dont like it but i do |
| wood chew thing | 5/10 | its fine. i prefer cage bars honestly |
| crinkly ball | 0/10 | it made a noise ONE TIME and i have never recovered |
| the hoomans laptop | 7/10 | warm and he gets upset when i walk on it which is funny |
his name is owen. i tolerate him because he brings vegetables.
he does computer things. i dont understand it. he talks to something called "claude" which is apparently a robot that does programming for him??? and he STILL cant feed me on time??? make it make sense
his website: www.owengrumbles.com (i am in the FOOTER. the FOOTER. disrespectful.)
his codeberg: @Owen_Grumbles
the hooman says i cant have social media until i have an email
i cant make an email because i dont have THUMBS
this is discrimination against guinea pigs
if you agree please email the hooman at postmaster@owengrumbles.com and tell him to give me internet rights
(he will probably say no and then give me lettuce like that fixes everything. it does but thats not the point)
UPDATE from hooman: "youre not getting an email until you let me pick you up without running. be a legit friend. love hugs."
this is BLACKMAIL. i am being EXTORTED for cuddles.
sometimes i have thoughts. i write them in a file. the hooman doesnt get to edit it (he does anyway but i pretend he doesnt)
>>> READ MY RAMBLES <<< (its a txt file because im too lazy to style my complaints)
i wanted a real guestbook but the hooman said "thats a security risk" ok whatever that means
here is some hay instead. you can look at it but you cant have any.
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