Zazzy the Cavy – learning my colors

by Colly

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I have a cavy.

 

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Her name is Zazzy.

 

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From a dish, she eats mini orange carrots.

 

And tiny, round, green peas.

 

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Some ripe red watermelon cut into squares.

 

And juicy yellow pears.

 

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Zazzy likes to look snazzy.

 

From a sudsy white bowl

 

I can soak her fur and clean her toes.

 

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Then she’s dried off.

 

Her hair is brushed.

 

Now she’s ready for her pretty pink bow.

 

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Zazzy needs to have her nails clipped.

 

The groomer snips away the curled nails.

 

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One – Two – Three – Four

 

Nails are clipped from her two front feet.

 

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One – Two – Three

 

Nails are clipped from her two back feet.

 

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Now her nails look short and straight.

 

About every three months, her nails are tidied.

 

 

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Zazzy needs to have her nap-time.

 

Under her purple dome hut, she rests.

 

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As she yawns.

 

Closes her droopy eyes.

 

And stretches out – to lay down her head.

 

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Zazzy needs to have her lap time.

 

As I stroke her fluffy soft brown fur.

 

Sometimes she will purr.

 

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She can peer at the things around her.

 

Like the yellow parakeet singing a sweet tweet.

 

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Zazzy needs to have her playtime.

 

Exercise in her playpen works best.

 

 

 

From there she plays in the blue,

 

rectangle, shaped tunnel.

 

In and out she can go.

 

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Then under the wood bridge, she resides.

 

And inside the round, brown, nest she hides.

 

I watch her play.  As she has fun there.

 

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Zazzy needs to have her cage cleaned.

 

It’s washed out often – every two days.

 

Because a cavy can make a mess.

 

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Once done, fresh cedar bedding

 

is added to the restful-sleepy-time areas.

 

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I say goodnight to Zazzy.

 

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Because she looks ready for a nap again.

 

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