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My name is Angel. I rule the world. MUAHAHAHHA.
Every night, I come out. I forage, as queens do. Then I struggle in the most beautiful way imaginable to get to my water. Why must my mother put it on my house?! Why is it not on the bedding for it to spill everywhere?!?! My mom gives me a treat and refills my dish of water while I WAIT because she TOOK it from me. The audacity! Then I will go to my sand bath. I’ll stare out my sand bath while I do my business. There are only 3 spots that I will ever pee in, as the organized queen I am. My wheel (very rarely), the chamber next to my nest (less often), and my sand bath. Of course, i will do a little shake. I have to shake off the haters, they just gonna hate.
I don’t do much at night, actually. I need a lot of sleep. So while my mom sleeps, I’ll take a little nap. Then when she wakes up, sometimes I’ll wake up and repeat my routine. And back to my nap. Being this cute doesn’t come without work. And by work I mean relaxation.
My tummy used to get upset if my mom gave me a lot of fruit and vegetables. She gives me dried ones in my food mix and sometimes dried ones as a treat. She has to get better at bringing me fresh fruits.
My mom does work pretty hard to give me good food, but i’m just a bit picky. She somehow found like 42 ingredients that I like to make my own food mix. But the ratios don’t make sense to me; a queen such as I shouldn’t have to suffer through that torturous math.
I don’t like being taken out very much. I get stressed. I like to stay in the comfort of my own home. But even then I get stressed. Life is stressful. very… very stressful. I do love climbing in measuring glasses though. My mom will lower one to me, and I like to climb right in. Not sure why. They just.. CALL to me. Like my throne. AHA! That’s it!! The measuring glass in my throne!! so much sense…
well ANYWAYS. I love talking about myself, so ask me anything!!! i’m a queen for a reason
Every night, I come out. I forage, as queens do. Then I struggle in the most beautiful way imaginable to get to my water. Why must my mother put it on my house?! Why is it not on the bedding for it to spill everywhere?!?! My mom gives me a treat and refills my dish of water while I WAIT because she TOOK it from me. The audacity! Then I will go to my sand bath. I’ll stare out my sand bath while I do my business. There are only 3 spots that I will ever pee in, as the organized queen I am. My wheel (very rarely), the chamber next to my nest (less often), and my sand bath. Of course, i will do a little shake. I have to shake off the haters, they just gonna hate.
I don’t do much at night, actually. I need a lot of sleep. So while my mom sleeps, I’ll take a little nap. Then when she wakes up, sometimes I’ll wake up and repeat my routine. And back to my nap. Being this cute doesn’t come without work. And by work I mean relaxation.
My tummy used to get upset if my mom gave me a lot of fruit and vegetables. She gives me dried ones in my food mix and sometimes dried ones as a treat. She has to get better at bringing me fresh fruits.
My mom does work pretty hard to give me good food, but i’m just a bit picky. She somehow found like 42 ingredients that I like to make my own food mix. But the ratios don’t make sense to me; a queen such as I shouldn’t have to suffer through that torturous math.
I don’t like being taken out very much. I get stressed. I like to stay in the comfort of my own home. But even then I get stressed. Life is stressful. very… very stressful. I do love climbing in measuring glasses though. My mom will lower one to me, and I like to climb right in. Not sure why. They just.. CALL to me. Like my throne. AHA! That’s it!! The measuring glass in my throne!! so much sense…
well ANYWAYS. I love talking about myself, so ask me anything!!! i’m a queen for a reason