Good @#$%! Wheekin' MONDAY MORNING! Coffee first… or Cavies? THAT is the question! 🐹 🤎 🧡 🤎 ☕ ☕ ☕ 🥕 🥕 🥕

It's not really whether you’re guilt-susceptible in the morning — but about just how dramatically you crumble under rodent pressure.

Very?
Very, very?
Very, very very?

As we all know, there is a very specific, highly refined, Olympic-level guilt that comes from doing anything — brushing teeth, blinking, breathing — before attending to the fluffy sovereigns of your household.

If you must pass the Cage of Judgment™ on your way to the sacred coffee machine or beverage station, you already know.

They hear.
They rise.

Paws on the cage, straining, furry bellies pressed forward, standing on tippy-toes!

Eyes locked on you.

Unblinking.
Accusing.

And if — heaven help you — you make eye contact or say "good morning, piggies" ...

You have triggered THE A-WHEEKENING!

Sirens!
Screams!

The tiny but deafening chorus of “HOW DARE YOU HAVE NEEDS.”

So… what kind of citizen are you?

A. Stumble, bleary-eyed, to present tribute to They-Who-Must-Be-Obeyed before you so much as locate a cup.

B. Grit your teeth and brew coffee first out of sheer survival instinct, feeling the guilt grow and foregoing cream or sugar, which can always be added later, after the pigs are attended to and satiated.

C. Slam the brew button and attempt a daring 30-second feeding maneuver during the drip cycle — a high-risk mission that ends with you tripping over a hay bags or your own slippers while tiny mammals order you about. Dangerous, but optimized.

Because somewhere, right now, this Monday, small fluffy potatoes are standing upright…

and judging your life choices.

Or maybe that's just me.


Wheek! Wheek!