At first I thought a hamster would make a good pet. So one day at the pet store when we were buying dog food, I begged my parents for one of the hamsters. My mom's reply eventually was "okay... but you have to hold one first." I was alittle confused at first, but we finally flagged someone down to open the cage and let me get one out. I saw one sitting in the back corner all alone. My 9 year old mind thought, 'oh look he's so lonely. I can get him to like me and he'll love me forever.' The man told me to be careful with the hamsters before I reached in. Once I had the little guy in my hand he looked so calm and peaceful. He slowly yawned like he was tired... or so I thought. Once his mouth was open as large as it could he clamped down on my hand. The man snatched the hamster from me before I could drop it. After that small bean me decided I no longer wanted a hamster. After cleaning my hand we did leave with a pet though. It was a beta fish that somehow died before we even got home.
After this I gave up on my search for a few years. At about age the age of 13, I saw it at the pet store in search of dog food again. The was a fluffy creature with bug-eyes and a chunky stature. It was a guinea pig. This is where my addiction started.
- Supporter 2016-2018
I looked for guinea pigs in our local shelter for over 4 months before I started to think that there were no guinea pigs to adopt. By this time I had already had a large c and c cage, hay, toys, bowls, water bottles, litter boxes, shavings, and fleece. I just needed pellets so we headed off to a certain very common pet store, let’s call it petshmo, as many people do to cover up the name, so they don’t sue me haha, for pellets.
I walked in and saw three little pigs in the cage. Any time I go into a store I look at the cute guinea pigs just to see them. The biggest was a silver agouti and white who kept nipping at the two littler pigs. The other was a calico female who looked awfully chunky yet sweet and a pig who has split in half orange gold on one side and cocoa brown on the other with white on her belly and chin. All were supposed to be female.
Not too long after I started searching for pellets by the cage, I saw an employee toss the split pig, yes TOSS, her into a box.
Petshmo has a 30-day guarantee that any bought animal can be brought to a local vet through the company for no charge. I called and scheduled an appointment. We brought her in and I was told she'd be available for pickup anytime after 3. Perfect! I get out of school at 3. So I called after school and informed them I would be coming in. They told me there wasn't a guinea pig there. I completely freaked out. "I trusted you to follow your own policy and take her to the vet, one simple task and you lost her?!?" The poor girl didn't know what to say. All I got was uh uhm, uh, well so I asked for the manager. I was already mad at the company for what they did to Jitterbug, but now they LOST my other guinea pig? I was furious.
The manager picked up and she was not the same one as the day I bought my guinea pigs. Then the manager laughed when I told her the situation. I wanted to scream. Why was the situation funny in any way. She informed me that she kept the guinea pig in her office personally since she seemed stressed and it was loud in the back. I felt kind of bad for freaking out, but I was relieved she was safe and that at least one person who worked there actually cared about the animals wellbeing. When I got there I apologized for yelling at the girl who picked up the phone. She was fine. She just didn't know how to react to the "angry guinea pig mom that was freaking out on the other side of the phone". Sounds like me.
Turns out Charlotte was pregnant. She gave birth to two guinea pigs less than a week later. I named the all-white guinea pig (he was not lethal) Juuzou, after my favorite anime character. I am a little nerdy. The other one was named Minnie because she looked like a miny version of her mom. They were identical. Once they were 4 weeks old I separated them and brought them to my friend's house who claimed she had 2 different enclosures. She also claimed she really wanted guinea pigs and were going to give them the best care! Long story short, she didn't. You think after being around me she'd know proper care, but I'll tell you guys all about that next time.
One small living world deluxe cage
Unlimited colorful pellets
One water bottle which kept leaking empty
And two pigs being mishandled the whole time.
I freaked out. What happpened to multiple cages and proper care?!? She claimed one cage broke and she didn’t have to money for anything better. She also claimed whenever the male tried to breed, the female attacked him. I pointed her to this site, told her what she was doing wrong and that eventually they will breed. There is no brother sister concept when it comes to intact guinea pigs. I offered to take back the female (my parents couldn’t have gotten too mad) and help her find the male a home with someone who had the money to give them the proper care. She refused, I felt defeated and had to go home the next morning with no progress made.
About a month later I got a phone call “Uhm I have three baby guinea pigs in my cage” wow really? Big surprise! Suddenly she started listening to me. Once they were old enough I separated them into two cages (she bought another way too small cage!) and spoke to her about proper cage size. We ordered material for a large 3x5 c and c cage and also ordered a Midwest Deluxe cage (wayyy better than before). The Midwest came first. She panned in eventually getting rid of the males so her Midwest was the temporary cage/travel cage. I told her she needed to place Juuzou and the two male babies in the Midwest until the c and c cage came. Males need more room and I was trying to get them that ASAP. The females were then to go into the Midwest until the males had new homes. Well the males were on the Midwest for three days when I got a call “they ate Charley” (charley was the runt make). I was shocked. Guinea pigs don’t just eat each other! Then I saw an image she sent me. The face and neck were completely mauled. I actually made a post on here and all anyone could think of was lack of space. The c and c materials were literally a day from arriving too! She’s now terrified to go too close to the males and the remain in the Midwest because of this but her females have a c and c. It’s sad what happened to Charles but at the same time I’m happy for the others. They now are on limited pellets (even if they are still bad), unlimited hay, larger cages, vegetables given multiple times a week (still not enough in my opinion) and full accesss to water.
I’m slowly but steadily making progress with her and I hope to make so much more but she just added a puppy to her array of pets: 4 piggies, 3 dogs and 2 birds. I don’t know how much more I can do when she can barely take care of the ones she has and she’s trying to get more!
Ugh! It’s frustrating but hopeful they will receive the care they deserve soon
- Supporter 2016-2018
So glad your piggy gave birth safely! I would suggest keeping them or sell them. If people have to pay odds are they'll take better care of them!
I have spoken to her mom but she said the rule was she has to learn to care for them not the parents because they don’t always have time. Her mom is already the one paying for veggies every week.
She didn’t hear because she’s partially deaf and the piggies are in their own room.
The dogs and puppy aren’t allowed upstairs where they pigs are and the pigs door always stays shut (I convinced them of this as well!)
Thank you! If I ever happen to get a pregnant piggy again (hopefully not even if the babies are cute) I will either keep or sell rather than give them to a friend because that clearly has bit me in the rear
So sometime in the middle of this chaos I took my pigs outdoors for the first time. Jitterbug stayed with me casually eating. Charlotte on the other hand decided to do her own thing and took off down into a chipmunk hole. I started freaking out and my mom came out to take my other pig back inside.
We couldn’t figure out how to get her out. Eventually my mom brought me a piece of lettuce that we placed in front of the hole to coax her out. I waited for hours laying in the ground a few feet away. Every once in a while she’d let out a little squeak. I was just about to assume the worst when I see her head poke out and slowly take the lettuce. I took off and dove my arm into the hole. I caught her but barely caught her. She was fine. A little stressed but perfectly okay. We brought her inside and let her rest with Jitterbug. We filled in the hole to prevent anything from happening again. This first incident probably should have been my first clue to never bring them back outside.
P.S Charlotte almost always seems to be the one getting into strange situations. Jitterbug just tends to nap in my lap