- Obey My Authority
Bored to tears, went over a coworker’s place for tea. I heard a high-pitched sound coming in from the yard… Can’t really say what it was, but it just kept on whistling. Then, the blunt old me had to investigate… It was a guinea pig, in a cage, on top of the washing machines, in the laundry room. The story goes the Friday before it was her daughter’s 6th birthday, and the piggy was a present. However, the “vicious” rat bit the birthday girl, therefore, unfit to be a pet, and that “vicious” animal had to stay out here to avoid bringing harm to the 2 kids. She asked, “You want it?” Now, I’ve never had a guinea pig in my life before. I’ve had fish, hamster, 1 chicken, 4 dogs, 2 doves, and snakes as pets, but never a guinea pig. NO thank you.
Monday morning came, as usual, ever so unwillingly got up to go to work (tax season). There I was poring myself a cup of coffee in the lounge and I saw the pig again, in the middle of our conference room floor, with a piece of paper taped to its cage… “Vicious pet, free to good home.” I was tempted, but scared. Lost a poodle 2 years ago, never really gotten over it. And, I’ve never had a GP before, let alone a vicious one. During lunch, I moved my laptop to the conference room and Googled guinea pigs with the piggy cage beside me on the floor. All this while, she just slept stretch-out flat beside her pigloo, neither scared nor welcomed me, just … unconcerned with my presence…Kind of hard to link viciousness to her face, bossy yes, vicious… no.
When we came home, she slept all the way on the car, and before I can go home, I needed to make a stop at Petsmart for hay (she didn’t have any) and Safeway for veggies (everyone was out of town, I was living on chocolates and ice-cream). So with 2 pairs of oven mitts and a cellphone by my side, I opened the cage door and touched her for the very first time. She seemed bored with me almost, gave my mitts a head butt, and gave out a wheek… Yup, it was then, she had me at the first wheek.
Now, my biggest obstacle is what to tell my parents when they come back to the CA?...
[Formerly: It was the first week of April 2005...]
- Obey My Authority
I picked my parents and Ben up at the airport with a guilty look on my face, and before long, they knew something was up. They’ve never seen a guinea pig before, so they all wanted to come over and see Meimei, and of course, my once tidied but again messed-up house.
They didn’t really say anything; my mother was scared even to touch her. However, they all had the same thought going…. “Mo, is you pig too fat or the cage too small?” Haha, that’s exactly what I needed to hear… Then, I shoved them my laptop and showed them pics of CC cages.
Wednesday evening, I expected to come home to an empty house, assuming parents sleeping off their jetlag at their place, and Ben spending his last day off at the golf-course. I was surprised when I came home to a house full of people, food, and a finished CC. Ben and dad have finished building it in the afternoon, but the two grown men were too scared to open Miemie’s cage door and let her out… remember, she was “vicious”. It was a hilarious sight to see, a petsmart cage with a confused guinea pig inside, sitting in the smack middle of a 2*3 CC cage.
That’s how our first CC came about, and I knew Meimei was here to stay!
Stay tuned for Beibei’s arrival, and of course Feifei and McMac…
- Obey My Authority
The weekend came, and we brought Meimei over to meet Leah and Brandy. I was told that Brandy is a very docile and demure pig, and most important of all, non-confrontational. YES, please, may I have her?
The introduction didn’t go as well as we had hoped/prayed. Even before Brandy was brought onto the couch, Meimei was rumble strutting at me, Leah, the couch, Ben, the towel (you get the idea…). Once Brandy settled onto the couch, Meimei went over there chattering, and hopped onto her head and just SAT THERE. Okok, Leah told me she has seen worse.
Then, Meimei started to pick out Brand’s beautiful hair, and I panicked. Teresa told me they were sorting out dominance and order, it is normal. Oh yeah, the real hell broke loose when we tried to place them into the same carrier… Leah was kind enough to offer us another small carrier just to get them home safe and sound, then leave them be to sort out its pecking order, and they will be fine… (*frown*, yeah right…)
Home we came, Meimei refused to come downstairs, Beibei refused to go upstairs, which I thought kind of defeats the purpose of having a roommate. Then, feeding time came around, and so did the fighting, hair picking, rumbling, chattering and bloodshed… (MINE). Yes, never put your hand between 2 fighting pigs, next time, I will put in Ben’s.
Meimei means little girl, and Beibei means precious in Chinese.
Meimei is also known by her nickname, Curious George.
Beibei is also known as Marie Antoinette – uncommonly fussy and arrogant.
- Obey My Authority
So, we decided the ramp isn’t such as safe idea, so we took it off, and made the cage 2*4 instead. I can’t figure out why, but they just love to get into each others’ faces…
So with the new IKEA furniture in place, I wanted to add a few tulip pieces to my place, either in paintings or shadowboxes, so off to Ross I went. Just as I started to browse the home furnishing area, I saw the most adorable little couches sitting on the top shelf, uh… Houston, we have a problem. Now, I am “almost” 5’4, and can’t reach it, so moved a stool from the furniture area and …. See, and you all said my childhood tree climbs were of no use!
I introduced the sofas during floor-time that night, and to my amazement, they both just hoped onto it, and started popping on and off the couch. They went under the couches, came out the other side, and went on the couch, hopped onto the adjacent couch… But the girls all obviously showed that they prefer to be lounging on top of the chaises rather than hide under them. Yup, I take it as they like the couches.
See, now we’ve got the little sofas, but we need the little dining table and hanging wind chimes to complete the look… *sigh* can you tell what accounting has done to me yet?
During that same week, I started to get them to stand up each time I made a kissey noise. I bribed them with little cuts of apple, and they loved it. Before the day is over, the two of them will stand and cling onto the chloroplast every time when I make a kissey noise. However, before I had too much time to gloat over my newest accomplishment, they’ve also cleverly discovered that this as the best way to get my attention. So when they are hungry, they stand and wheek. When they hear me setting up floortime area, they stand and wheek. *SIGH* Don’t feel that smart no more.
- Obey My Authority
It was the middle of July; my precious girls had proven to me that that not all guinea pigs are social animal, and on top of that, reaffirmed my faith in God, because thank God they are sturdy pigs!
One morning I woke up and usual walked myself to the kitchen to make coffee.
Normally, they will start their wheeking once they hear the coffee grinder going, and there it was, just like clockwork, goes the wheeking.
Of course, being a obedient and loyal slave, I quickly grabbed their veggie bag and walked towards their apartment.
Oddly enough, I counted 1 pig…
Oh Beibei, where are you??? Then, I heard that SHARP and HIGH wheek that declares her presence, she was tucked away comfortably in the doghouse, a freebie I’ve brought home form the feed store that they had used as a display. I intended to put up a second floor to their cage again, and use it as a hidey house.
So, what is the big deal…
Allow me, exhibit A.
Now, upon a closer examination.
I put her back into the cage, and fed them breakfast.
Then I sat there for almost an hour to stake out....
Here's what I saw, almost 40 minutes later. With a jump and a loud grunt, she made it upstairs again.
Perhaps she was too excited and proud of her "Great Escape", or startled by my laughter, she popcorned too hard, hit the ceiling of the dog house and…
The modified verison of their cage 2 nights later, and through this renovation, I have discovered the true cost of custom-made plexi-glass, and how difficult it is to drill a hole in it...
Ps. Going back on my own girls' jounral, it is amazing how oftten I modified their cages, just [removed] the colcors of chloroplast you've seen in this thread, and we are still in July.
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PBCuzko, funny that you mention that... Guess what I've picked up after work today?.... Another piece of chloroplast. This time, its for Feifei and Beibei's cage!
Stay tuned for Episode 6 : Piggy Karma later tonight!
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So there we were, in the middle of summer, it was so obvious that Meimei was driving Beibei crazy, and would just about do anything to get out the cage … (literally).
Then one day, it happened. Remember that Golden Rule our parents used to make us chant when we were little, Do not unto others what you would not have them do unto you, well, it is high time for a little piggy pay-back time. This only reaffirms my believe in what goes around, comes around
It was a hot summer afternoon, I was there paying he piano, and the two girls were at it again. Whenever the chattering or the chasing got to an uncomfortable level for me, I would stop playing and clap my hands together as to stop and startle them. This went on for almost a good hour.
Then out of the corner of my eye, I saw Beibei, the wimpy girl, just plunged at Meimei at full–speed from the top of her little couch. It all happened so fast, that it just looked like a little furball flew onto another furball, and then 1 combined fur-ball rolling around the cage. It really scared us bad, Ben was here with me, and we were so stunned we just looked at one another, didn’t know what exactly happened. Then right afterwards, Beibei looked so nonchalant, and went back to sleep on her little couch. Then the dazed, confused and disoriented Meimei started making those pathetic short wheeks, and I quickly picked her up, looking from up to down, left to right, making sure she is alright.
And then, I saw blood, (almost passed out…) it was dripping from Meimei’s left ear-flap. Beibei has bit and punctured Meimie’s ear flap, and I was lost… There we were, Ben was scrambling through the first aid box, I was crying like I got bitten, and Miemei was confused amongst all the commotion. Then whenever I put Miemei into the cage, she will wheek loudly and stand on her legs until I take her out again, it was obvious, she wanted out of there. Meimei stayed the night in her playpen that night.
The next few days were no better, Beibei kept on picking on poor Miemei, and by this time, our Meimei was a 110% wimp that wheeks at the Beibei’s slightest advance. Before this, Meimei didn’t particular liked cuddles or laptime, and now, she just can’t wait to get out of that cage and be by my side. Now, if this isn’t karma, I am not sure what is…
Then I was searching through guinealynx on how long does PMS last on a sow, and the on one of the thread I was reading, the sow had hormonal rages not due to PMS, rather it was ovarian problems. That scared me bad and to the vet we went.
After a 40 min of visit, 3 hours of waiting for results and a pound of chocolates, my proud vet handed me 2 healthy girl piggies and a handsome invoice… His exact words were “No Momo, just like I suspected, it’s not a hormonal or ovarian problem, it’s their attitudes’ problem.” *sigh*
Dr. Nak recommended adding a neutered male to the mix, or separating them when the situation gets too “feisty”. So off to Cavyspirit we went (AGAIN), and guess which handsome boy I saw… Cesar, a beautiful Texel boy… Now, there’s a catch.