Where you suddenly become a guinea pig

Saturday 11th April
26th day under lockdown

Once your family understood that you were more than the derogative image of a banana muffin poised on a book, you could think that they understood the diversity of your being.
But nope.
I have once again been reduced to a vulgar everyday object, a "thing" amongst others.
I am now............. (drumrolls please)
A GUINEA PIG !!!
Woohoooooooo..!
Having noticed my fondness of sleeping and lethargy my mother (yes my mother again. Why always her ? I don’t know) decided that they would not wake me up and see how much hours I could sleep by.
Well, ladies and gentlemen, I am thrilled to announce that I can sleep 15 hours and a half in a row !
Now that the sleeping guinea pig experimentation is over, we all wonder what shall I be objectified next time...

Who knows....