This Is Now a Weasel Blog

What was once a princess, is now a weasel. Life choices.

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| February 19.16 |

Tuffet. Get yours at Costco today.

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Not giving up. Just resting.

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Hello. It's just Weasel, staring at you while you poop.

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| November 16, 2015 |

Orange mardi gras cat wand is now bald of feathers. But it is still acceptable. 

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Weasel’s 1st Snow Day

| November 16, 2015 |

Being a Southern California species of weasel, Robin has never had much chance to experience this phenomena where ice falls from the sky. Her verdict?

Is the suck.

Maybe if it hadn’t been so windy? We already hate our butt being ruffled, much less by icy wind.

Next time we will wear a sweater. And maybe some socks. 

After the ordeal, back to the regularly scheduled programming: Warming our parts by the fire. 

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| October 19.2015 |

Sequence of cloudy afternoon yawns.

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| October 16, 2015 | @ Weasel’s Park

This is the face she would make if she cared that you no wear pants.

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| October 16, 2015 |

Another weasel (verb) at the park. She walked into the middle of a corporate event and all was well with the world.

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You gonna eat that?

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| October 11, 2015 |

Walk at the park. Leaves are falling! Weasel stands tall.

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| October 5, 2015 |

Airing mah’ parts.

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| October 7, 2015 |

Queen of the condo.

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In Which the Weasel Moves Part II

The strange room that was now ours (mine) was acceptable. 

Unfortunately we were rudely removed and placed back in the moving room. They did not try to cage me. After many naps, we arrived at a new room. It was much larger than the last place and - it smelled of only...one fleshbag? There were things here that we (I) remembered from our (my) home. This was strange and inexplicable. Soon, everything as ours (mine). I approved of this place. 

This is a good place. We should have stayed here.

To be continued...

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In Which the Weasel Moves Part I

At first, we did not enjoy this process. This weasel shall not be caged.

This was only slightly more acceptable. 

The tiny cow was perfectly at ease. This shows her ignorance.

But then we were placed in a very strange room. It was far better than the mobile room. Everything therein became ours. Ours, as in mine.

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I found pictures of the Weasel’s momma on our work database. It’s gold. I see a resemblance. She’s got her chin. 

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She’s a big fan of this guy. Can’t say the feeling is mutual.

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| Approx. 2 Days Old vs. 1.5 Years Old |

How...?