Surprise in da twallat!
I was chatting on the phone with T about a design I'm working on for my digital art class when I heard a loud SPLASH! I knew immediately what it was. Alarmed, I dropped the phone and rushed to the bathroom. Normally I keep the bathroom door closed this time of the evening, Zelda's free time, because CHINCHILLAS CANNOT BE TRUSTED IN BATHROOMS. But I was lax today, forgetful, and it ended in me hurrying to the toilet to rescue a wet chin. She was skidding up the side of the bowl trying to swim when, to my knowledge, chinchillas are not really well aquainted with water and swimming.
But anyway, she's okay. And fluffy again because she had her sandbath. I will never be forgetful again.
But anyway, she's okay. And fluffy again because she had her sandbath. I will never be forgetful again.