#cavylife

tell me you’re a guinea pig owner without telling me you’re a guinea pig owner: 18-year-old edition

I’ve had 16 tiny CEOs who scream at me for vegetables at 6am sharp I’ve own Guinea pigs since I was 10 years old our first two were pure breed American Short-haired guinea pigs sisters called Anna and Elsa

Anna was black with a white back end

Elsa was lighter black with splash of ginger they passed away when I was 12 Anna was a mum to 3 girls who I couldn’t remember the names of and We’ve owned a number of different breeds and made mistakes along the way

I can’t pinpoint the exact week “The Covid Incident” rewrote our entire family tree. Yes, we misgendered a boy named Covid. Yes, he met 23 girls. No, we do not talk about the 60-pig aftermath

I’ve done 2-for-£10 since I was 12 and accidentally discovered my villain origin story when I found out the “rescue” was flipping them for £30 for 2

My naming conventions are Disney princesses, Marvel characters, and UK politicians. RIP Anna & Elsa, Cricket, and Boris Johnson. Current cabinet includes Black Panther (alpha), Alvin, Simon, Theodore, Rocket, Olaf, and Frosty. The girls: Cookie, Violet, Sooty, Dexter, Floss, Star Gazer, Taffy, and Mango.

I’ve converted playhouses into luxury piggy penthouses. The girls have open lawn privileges. The boys just got their outdoor grass buffet 2 weeks ago

I know too much about pregnancy risks in a 500g animal named Liquorice. I’ve raised blind pigs, bottle-fed babies, and I’ve retired from breeding to run a family rescue for babies, juveniles, and “wild”