Sure, he tries. Boyfriend pretty much knows my routine, but he’s allergic to the guinea pigs…and the cat litter…and can’t keep up with all their snacks.
The guinea pigs went without hay Wednesday. I was in bed. Dying. Of the plague.
I’m sure no one got snacks.
The birds didn’t get mash or nutriberries.
The pigs were out of pellets when I got up Thursday.
Boyfriend said he filled the pellets, but without them eating snacks or hay, they ate them all.
I got his son to clean my upstairs litter box on Thursday while I stayed in my robe. Recovering. From the plague.
It’s Friday now and I’m still not 100%, but I’m back to 100% with the pets.
I even cooked dinner.
My stomach hurts.