It all started out when a friend of a friend had too many "oops" litters and we sorta got guilted into taking home these two "sisters" (born together but to different, though related momma pigs).
And Dory Amos aka Lady Gaga
They were my first ever piggies. Needless to say I fell in love the day they came home with us.
Dory has always sort of been the grumpy, but more laid-back pig. Pina was sweet, wild, and quite strange, perhaps because of her most certain inbreeding. She would run to the cage door and loved to be pet, but if you picked her up she would flop all around. Though she did settle down in my lap and loved to hang out with me on the couch -
Sadly, my baby Pina left me just short of 2 years old this April. Vet isn't 100% sure what happened, but it was neurological.
"Hey human, you got any treats for me?" (Notice Dory lurking in the shadows)
"Gimme dat gwass, human!"
"If I pose nicely, can I have dat piece of grass?"
"Why must you stick that thing in my face?"
But even though I think the few weeks of just me-and-her bonding time did wonders for her confidence and trust in me, I knew that I couldn't always give her everything she needed and that I was no substitute for a cage mate. So I started looking around for the right pig to be her new pal...
She's from a very reputable breeder in Tuscany - Il Giardino delle Meraviglie. This is the picture the breeder sent me, and how could I not fall in love?
So in mid-May, Olivia and her crazy mutton chops joined our family.
They got along right from the start:
"You eat dat pepper, I'll eat dis lettuce. See human, we're sharing!"
They both obviously go to the same fur-stylist:
And Olivia is baby Sylvester the Cat reincarnated:
I asked Dory if she liked her new pal, and she gave her a big heads-up (since guineas don't have thumbs)
Speaking of backwards - I went to the pharmacy today to pick up some Vitamin C and I asked the pharmacist for a 1ml syringe. He of course asked why, and when I told him that it was for my guinea pigs, he replied "Ah, so you must be a researcher, yes? Guinea pigs are only for experiments!"
grrrrrrrrr! It took all my strength and patience not to point out his stupidity (putting aside the guinea pig thing, 'cause maybe he's just lived in a hole his entire life and doesn't know they're kept as pets - but what kind of researcher doesn't even have her own syringe??) and tried to explain that no, my pigs are not for research, they're just my buddies, like a cat or a bunny or a goldfish. He definitely did not get it.
Anywho, Italians in general are much less "accepting" of guinea pigs as pets. I've had many people tell me they carry diseases and will make me sick *eye roll* so I get a good laugh in when I tell them that in the US I used to have a whole bunch of rats! Muahahahaha :-D I'm sure they think I'm crazy...
Floor time (or should I just call it nap time?)
They do have all sorts of things on the floor during floor time to run and play/hide in - tunnels and big paper bags and the like, but apparently they prefer this corner the most. I like to scatter around their veggies so they have to move around to eat them all, it seems the apple slices and carrots were the least favorite. Weird pigs.
I'll leave you with Dory and another of my favorite red-heads...