Learning to live with another roommate

I learned two things about Marble this week.

1). He loves stinky goodness...but it doesn't love him back. After he ate a spoonful, he puked it right back up...which the lady peep immediately cleaned up and threw away. What a waste of perfectly good salmon souflay. The lady peep says Marble has a sensitive stomach and can't digest stinky goodness because he's not used to it. But the really really bad part of this is, that she says I can't have any more until after he leaves because it is not fair to him to watch me eat it when he can't have it.

2) Marble is an addict. He's addicted to water from the bathroom fawcet. Here is a picture of him drinking...and drinking...and drinking...and drinking. As you can see, I'm sitting in the background being a good host and letting him go first.















Here we are again, Marble still drinking and me still waiting.
















Here is me, finally getting fed up waiting for my turn and getting ready to push him out of the way.



By the way Marble was supposed to be going home today, but we've had a freak snowstorm and the lady peep doesn't want us to go in the car because she says the roads will likely be freakin crazy, and we're not gonna drive 180 km and risk getting into an accident. More important she doesn't want Marble's peeps to have to drive in a snowstorm. So, it looks like Marble will be staying for a couple more weeks which means another two weeks of sharing everything I own.

PS The lady peep says to make sure everyone knows that Marble's addiction is more like an obsession with him. He went to the VET and the VET said there's nothing wrong with him physically. He doesn't have diabetes or anything, he just loves to lap at the water. We just have to remember to only let it drip for a few minutes at a time.