Thats right! My guinea pig Molly is 2 today. She was born in this very room, and I was the first human she saw. I remember walking into the room to feed her Kirby, her mom, and saying “KIRBY! YOU HAD YOUR BABIES!” Ever since that day, 2 years ago she has been apart of my life. She is the last thing I see every night, and the first thing I see every morning. (her cage is that the foot of my bed.) I’m sure everyone talks to their pets, and I talk to her. (I don’t like to talk to my dogs. They fall asleep. It depresses me.) Anyway, I would just like to say…
HAPPY SECOND BIRTHDAY MOLLY!
Boy. I need a life, don’t I. sigh Oh well. Hey! carrot cake!
Yeah, I admit it. I have 2 female piggies. Both were about 6 weeks old when I got them in the last week of March. To simplfy life, I’ve decided their birthday is Feb 14th
And like you, they’re the last thing I see going to sleep, and the first thing I see when I wake up. Of course half the time they’re the first thing I see waking up because that’s were all the noise is coming from when they “popcorn” around their cage!
Awww…your piggies are adorable to the limit! I am getting a digital camera (should be here any day now) so once I figure out how to work it, I’ll post a picture of Molly. She is ver cute as well. I had like 5 other males, but they caught a virus some how, and all died within a week of eachother Molly didn’t catch it because she was in my room, and not the room the boys were in. Molly had a great birthday, I gave her spinach for breakfast, and some orange for dinner. She started to purr. I think that if Molly was a human, she would be Jackie Burkhart, from That 70s Show.
Years ago I bought a female guinea pig from a pet store. It was a brown and black fluffy haired pig; its eyes were close together so I jokingly called it Martian Face. One day I left it to run around in my bedroom while I went to class (I was in college) and when I came home I noticed that it stayed under the bed and didn’t run over to greet me. Then I saw some blood near the bed. Thinking something had gotten in and attacked the piggy, I looked under the bed and saw two guinea pigs.
Yes, “Martian Face” had been pregnant and I hadn’t noticed because of her fluffy fur. I changed Martian Face’s name to Mama Miniskirt (because she was now a mama and some of the puffy hair on her backside looked like a miniskirt) and I called the baby Fancypants.