Born in Wyoming on 2 June 2003, Pancake was an original from the very first. Never content to simply sit and eat his hay and romaine, he drove his mother up a wall with his constant questioning of where it came from, and was always asking for descriptions of this wonderful 'outside' that she spoke of. His first day outside in the grass, with the sunshine on his back, was an epiphany. He saw how big the world was, and wanted to see it all!
Of course, as all good mothers do, Pancake's Mom made him stay home and grow up first. So instead of exploring the world, Pancake set out to explore the home he shared with his brother and sisters (Flatly, Patty, and Oblate). Not being of an adventurous bent, Flatly, Patty, and Oblate didn't share Pancake's tendency to wander off into dark corners, or under furniture. Pancake's biggest accomplishment, at the ripe old age of six weeks, was when he managed to get down and up the stairs. This opened up whole new levels of exploration!
Once he discovered the basement, Pancake learned about spiders, garter snakes, ants, and other assorted creepy-crawlies. The best lesson he learned from this was the 'live and let live' rule. If he didn't bother the creepy-crawlies, they pretty much went their own way and left him alone. And sometimes, if you follow them quietly, you can learn how they live.
As he got older, Pancake discovered the joys of girrrls (insert rumblestrut here). What an adventure! He met many girls right at home; but the one he was most taken with was (of course) a Princess. Princess Crepe, however, initially turned up her pretty little nose at our wandering hero. First and foremost, he wasn't neutered yet! Besides, what would a high-class girl like her need an adventuring hobo like Pancake for? She had veggies to eat, manicures to get, and a country to run.
Pancake tried the line that by exploring the world with him, she would gain vast amounts of experience that could then be applied to running her own little one.
She wasn't buying it. How many times had a boy promised to rock her world? Too damn many.
Rejected and poo-pooed, Pancake returned home. Princess Crepe, despite her outward disdain, had been quite fascinated by little Pancake and his lofty ideals.
Ultimately destined for travel, Pancake was determined to explore the world. Once his mother (finally!) told him he was old enough, he enlisted the help of his human friends. Pancake packed up his pellets, wrapped himself in a postal box, and was off. Before sending him worldwide, Pancake's human Smiley did the responsible thing, and tested his tolerance for travel with a brief tour around their neck of Wyoming.
It seems his mother was right! Poor Pancake has gone missing. After his visit with Paulo, Pancake was safely ensconced into his travel box, and shipped off to visit his friend Alfie in Australia. Unfortunately, he never arrived.
Meanwhile, during the waiting to hear from Pancake, Flat Cavy Princess (FCP) Crepe's interest in Pancake changed from quiet curiosity to longing love. It seems that absence really does make the heart grow fonder! Or at least allows us to ignore the irritating bits. As time went by, and Pancake still had not been heard from, FCP Crepe started to consider that maybe, just maybe, that idea about travelling the world to learn more about ruling your own backyard might have some merit. Besides, Pancake's mother promised that his little balls would be taken care of once he returned home, because she was going to have them on a platter for putting her through this stress.
Once again leaving from Smiley's house, Princess Crepe took off after Pancake to see if Paulo really let him go, and wasn't holding him hostage, feeding him succulent vegetables and letting him carouse with all sorts of foreign women (she knows how boys are). Finding that he was, in truth, missing and not procrastinated, she took off to see Alfie and continue Pancake's journey in his memory, with vague hopes of finding him.
See where Pancake went, and where Princess Crepe currently is, by checking out his Online Photo Diary!