Saturday 27 March 2010

Living with a bunch of Furballs



Guinea Pigs are the ideal pets for small children. They are small enough to keep in a cage but large enough that you can cuddle and pet them without either a) squashing them or b) find them running up your sleeve. We have always had guinea pigs so our girls are growing up knowing that you need to be gentle with animals and how to treat them well.

There's just one problem with this. The guinea pigs rule the house.

There is a genuine pecking order in this place. Right at the top of the tree are the guinea pigs. They have the rest of us at their beck and call. You move, they squeak. You blink, they squeak. You dare to breathe, they squeak. Every action you make is interpreted as upcoming food by the three greedy furballs in this place.

As if we didn't already spoil the guinea pigs enough our girls adore them and dote on them. You'll hear a random squeak and glance around to see Angelica dishing out hay or you'll spot Edgar coercing the girls into tickling him on the head by looking all cute and pressing his head against the bars.

Last year I took a series of pictures of the little furballs exercising their hypnotic power over Angelica and making her believe they are sweet and innocent instead of the cunning, scheming creatures they are!



OK, this is Rolo - She looks like she's wearing a superhero mask but really she's as devious as anything!



This is Amber - the world's biggest pompom!



And this is Edgar - a gentleman and no mistake!

With a household like this is it any wonder my DH and I are right at the bottom of the pecking order?!

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