Meerkat Madness
I may have mentioned in a previous post about a mate adopting a meerkat for me from Dublin Zoo. As soon as the weather gets better I plan on visiting Matilda. That’s what I called her, was going to say christen but I’m not sure if meerkats are welcomed by the church. So it got me thinking of how she would react to her mother just showing up un-annouced. Would it make things difficult with her and
the other meerkats with me waving like a loon from behind the glass. Would the other meerkats think it odd her mother appears to look slightly different then her. What about Matilda though? Would she think that in a moment of drunkess I went and had sex with a meerkat. Although the whole adoption thing should sort that out.
Then you have the questions. Why did I adopt her? Who are her real parents? When will she get to travel? Etc I reckon I could persuade the zoo keepers to let her out on day trips. I have lots of plans for Matilda and I. Horse-riding for one…I’d get a little Shetland pony, she’d be on Barbie’s horse obviously as she’s only small and as we mosey into the sunset we’d bond. Well I’d mosey. Mammy2 would need to give her a shove as we all know Barbie’s horse doesn’t move very far. I reckon putting rollerskates on it might be a step too far. You never know where she’d end up. I can see us now. Like one of those movie montages…I throw the frissbee, she watches it fly past whilst sipping a skinny latte. I’ve heard they are not big into frissbees. It seems its very big and their little claws have difficulty holding onto it. Her passing me a grub, me sharing my last packet of taaaaaayto with her.
Her plaiting my hair and getting declared missing as a result of the unruly mane. Her water sking on the back of my plaits as I walk along the canal.
Would we have the same likes and interests? I’ve never really seen any country and western lovin meerkats? What if she hates Miriam? Can we get over this and if not where do you get a therapist who would be equiped to deal with our family problems. I doubt she’d be into rugby, she’d be about the size of the ball and the large players might scare her. Again I suppose through therapy this is something we might overcome.
I reckon we’d get on just fine. The parting would be difficult but once I explain that the zoo is the best place for her and that the IT industry isn’t ready yet for programming meerkats I think she’ll be fine.Family occasions are going to be difficult, I’m not sure how Mammy2’s family will take to a meerkat on a horse outside their house. I suppose
they’ll just have to get used to it.
You know gays travel in gay circles. Big rainbowed coloured gay circles that is. Our apartment block is like a little Castro area in D7. Lots of mos living in and around us. So it is no surprise to see one of them leaving in the morning just before me. Equally then no surprise that evening when I enter Marks and Sparks to say same Mo about to shop there. Now I know what you’re thinking. For goodness sake its Marks and Spencers, the mecca for all gays. But still twice in once day? What are the odds? Eh? I won’t take any bets just yet, I’ll instead try and persuade Paddy power to take it on.
