Pikachu

I really wonder sometimes, what my chinchilla Pikachu thinks about me. I mean, the little rat has to like me more than hate me, because I feed her, scratch her neck, have sand for her to roll in, and give her raisins. Plus, she sees me so much I'm one of the only things she knows. Other times though, I'll chase her around the room, grab her tail, or throw her up in the air. I wonder which she weighs in our relationship the most. I don't even know why I'm calling it a relationship. She's a gerbil, and I love her to death, but I think this is more of one-way sort of thing. I bought her because I'm a sucker for cute furry animals and I thought a chinchilla was the most adorable rodent on earth, but if I was on sale I doubt Pikachu would ever buy me. I mean, Pikachu wouldn't want a girl for an owner; she'd want a HOT man to feed her alfalfa grass & sunflower seeds everyday. This brings to my next point. I want a HOT chinchilla boy to get it on with Pikachu and have HOT chinchilla children. I was thinking of going to a chinchilla ranch and borrowing a good-looking male chinchilla until he knocked Pikachu up, then I would give him back. And I tell you it's nothing of a cruel or malicious deed, because after a female chinchilla has babies, a male can't be anywhere around or she'll like, kill him, and kill the babies too. See that would just be a waste of 3 months gestating time. So yeah, I guess it's rent-a-chinchilla and then selling the babies for 100 bucks a piece. Actually, I'm not all in it for the money as it probably sounds. I've actually always wanted to breed an animal, and I know it's not going to be pretty but think about how cute the little rats are going to be, and they'll grow up to be furry and fat, then I'll send 'em off to the coating factory!! JK. I am totally against killing animals for their fur. But damn, chinchillas have nice fur...