Garbage Juice

Spitfire

Transferred to me feb 7 2017. She was 1yr 6m old. Her name was: Garbage Juice

Yep. My name is Garbage Juice. I stink too by the way. I don't care what you think. I like trashing the place. I am not afraid to snoop around and get to something I want. I have snuck into the village at night(yes, especially when I was told not to) and dug around in these big bins full of stuff. I found some banana peels, coconut fuzz, bits of animal pelt, bones, and caught myself a few snacks like gerbils and mice. I found some rotten meat in some of these big bins. I usually came back to the den all stinky, and sometimes I was still a little wet from whatever was leaking in these bins... It's probably where I got the name from.

I'd often get a little extra food. Since I am a youngster, I'd normally only get whatever's left, just like the other cubs. BUT!! I had a technique. I'd walk over to the lionesses who were eating and ask If i could have a bite and they'd obviously say no. So I'd sit right next to them, waiting my turn while my stench lurked all around me. It would often make the lionesses lose their appetite, earning me more food and sooner. Mmm... Tasty!

march 12 2017
You couldn't help but wonder why everyone seemed to be snickering at you today. Is there something on your face? Garbage Juice looks a little too innocent.

As you pass by after typical greeting, Garbage Juice watches your butt carefully only to bite it and run away! Oww.

You went up to munch more on a carcass you started eating yesterday. As you bite in, a spider suddenly scurried out of a hole in it! You heard Garbage Juice cackle nearby. Thanks for the heart attack.