I have stripes on more than just my face. I even have stripes on my BUTT. (hehe...i just said butt)
This is my sister, Little Red Bear. She's not really that little, and she doesn't have stripes. (unless you count that white spot on her head)
I have to go now because mom is going to leave for someplace called, "work." She's going to shut the computer off.
My sister and I were still practically babies when our first human bought us at a store. He already had something called a ferret. Ferrets are scary. But, our first human was even scarier. He was a bad, bad man. One day, when my sister and I were just three months old, our first human was taken to someplace called "jail" because he was really, really mean to old people. Little Red Bear and I were soooo scared. But, this serious human named, "Policeman" brought us to a noisy place called, "Animal Refuge League." The other animals there just called it, "the shelter."
As soon as we got to the shelter, this lady cleaned us up and clipped our nails. We were still so scared. We heard this lady talking about us needing something called, "fostering." Not even three hours later, another female human comes to where we are and told the shelter lady that she is ready to take us to foster. (i found out later that fostering is like babysitting)
Our foster human has other guinea pigs! Most of them look like Little Red Bear...only with different colours on them. For the first few weeks with our foster human, I was sure that my sister and I would be gobbled up at anytime. I learned that other guinea pigs in the house had been there a long time. (i'll talk about them later) They told me that the male human was something called a "husband" to the female and that his name was "Charlie". Then they told me that Charlie was spelled, "s-u-c-k-e-r." I thought they were being foolish until I heard the female human say the very same thing!
After we had been with the foster human a couple of weeks, she carried us across the room and put us into a huge new cage. Red Bear and I had to spend almost all afternoon sniffing it and checking it out. It had a cozy sack and two hidey houses and two food dishes and lots and lots of shavings. And there is NEWPAPER under the shavings. Ripping newpaper is fun. Red Bear and I do that alot. Wanna see?
Our foster human started calling us hooligans.
First is MaceyBear. She is oldest. She is six years old and came here in 2004 from the same shelter as we did. Macey can't see too well and she sleeps a lot; so, I sometimes wheek really loud to wake her up and let her know it is mealtime.
From what I was told, mom went back to the shelter three months after she adopted Macey and ended up adopting MollyBear. MollyBear was only five weeks old when her first human dumped her at the shelter. By the time Red Bear and I got here, Molly was five YEARS old. Molly had to go to the vet alot in April. Our dad got a really sad look on his face when mom told him that Molly wouldn't be around much longer. May 8th, dad went along with mom to the vet when she brought Molly there for the last time. Dad cried when he came home that day. So did Mom. (Koda told me that they had Molly Put To Sleep, so she would not be sick anymore.)
This is Koda THE Bear. Koda explains things alot. Koda came here from the shelter about a year ago. She is three now. If mom interupts Koda's naps, Koda says stuff like, "!!@#" or "##$@%&&" Those sound a lot like the words Red Bear says when I grab the snacks she is ignoring.
- Obey My Authority
I love Stripey Face, such a feisty little girl, and that dry sense of humor!
Molly was such a pretty little piggy, look at that coloring, just beautiful. I am sorry she could not have stayed longer, but I know she will forever be in your hearts.
Blind isn't half that bad, that means your mama saves you premium parking spots come feeding time and always some extra loving and attention from the hoomans!
Meanwhile, time to get some soap for that smart Koda The Bear to wash that smart mouth of her with!
Looking forward to more pictures and stories, please do hurry!
For a little while, mom fostered a long haired piggy like Mojo. Her name was Clementine. She didn't know anything about shitake mushrooms or about seaweed, but she was really nice. Clementine only got to stay here for three weeks. Then she went back to the shelter so that other humans could see her and want to adopt her. This is Clementine.
I volunteer at the shelter and never got to meet you because your mom came so quick to get you.
Clementine got a forever family almost right away! I knew you and mom would want to know that!
(Mini'smama is such a great foster that the ones she brings back are so social they just fly out of the shelter.)
My piggies, Pumpkin, Princess, and S'mores say hi and want to convince me to get them their own computers and email so you can all be friends on Rodentbook.
(no, I'm not going to tell you how I took my self portrait. that's classified)
Oh !@#$$. The female human is about to leave for work. Have to get back into my cage before she realizes that I am missing. Suffice it to say, I am the ninja pig of this household. That is all that you need to know. The rest is classifed.