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What? I loved my guinea pig! When he got smelly we would take him out in the front yard and let him run through the mint bed. He would rub in the dew and the mint and wash his little face and body and come out minty fresh guinea pig. He was a fearless small creature and would sometimes chase the cats out of the room. He danced, jumped, talked and burrowed into our pockets for naps.
Why can people say I (heart) my dog or I (heart) my cat, but they get discriminated against by paparazzi i-phone wielders if they’re fond of their guinea pig? ; )
Miss you Carolyn & love to see the pictures you put on here.
March 10th, 2008 at 10:09 am
What? I loved my guinea pig! When he got smelly we would take him out in the front yard and let him run through the mint bed. He would rub in the dew and the mint and wash his little face and body and come out minty fresh guinea pig. He was a fearless small creature and would sometimes chase the cats out of the room. He danced, jumped, talked and burrowed into our pockets for naps.
Why can people say I (heart) my dog or I (heart) my cat, but they get discriminated against by paparazzi i-phone wielders if they’re fond of their guinea pig? ; )
Miss you Carolyn & love to see the pictures you put on here.