It’s been some time since I have ventured on a Wednesday’s walk; what with Easter busy-ness and visitors and a whole oddment of things life seem to be scurrying by somewhat rapidly – time to breathe in and then – wait for it – breathe out.
Ransacking my mind for an appropriate memory which didn’t involve too much coherency – not something I feel i have much of this evening – I settled on one for all you animal/pet lovers that read my blog. Of course, most of you will have scampered over to Charlie’s House – already with its own firm fan base (“of course!” murmurs Sir Charles).
Most of you won’t have read this blog from it’s gentle and somewhat stuttering beginnings of occasional posts, so won’t be familiar with the following two characters. But if they had lived – sniff – they would certainly be regular features here – in fact they and Charlie would probably be the main bloggers, with the occasional post from me!
Molly and Dinah were the two lovely guinea pigs we acquired in 2005, I think it must have been. They had a long haired mum and a rough haired dad and took some time to grow into their own fur…they had little coronets on their heads and whenever they washed it looked for all the world like they were ‘doing their hair’ – especially Molly.
But who needs words? This is what this lovable pair of sisters looked like:
All right, some explanation needed…we only have a lawn in our front garden, which is open right onto the road and slopes, so it’s not safe to have small animals grazing…so I sowed grass seed in a seed tray thinking the guineas could reach over the side and nibble it…well you can see what happened; they got right on top of it and ate it all in one go! So, back to me handpicking from the front!
The guinea pigs were fascinated by Charlie from day one, and always very excited to see him. very aware of the problems and injuries that can occur from combining rabbits and guinea pigs, in general they were together but with some kind of barrier between them. One day I decided to see how they would do in the run all together. To keep a close eye in the proceedings, I got in too (you are allowed to giggle). Once the guinea pigs were in, they went straight for Charlie in delight and proceeding to give him a thorough sniffing. If you know how guinea pigs sniff, you’ll know they do so very intently, rubbing their noses across the thing they are smelling…
Charlie, rather bemused by the attention and the two noses buried in his fur and sniffing vigorously while making interested chattering sounds, sat for a while and then hopped away. The noses followed. He hopped away. And they followed. In the end, out of desperation, he scrambled on to my lap and eyed them from a higher vantage point, while they scurried around doing their little jumps in the air (with bouncing fur).
Forgive me for waffling on about guinea pigs. I do love them! Sadly Molly and Dinah had malocclusion of the back teeth and it wasn’t discovered until it was too late. They had them filed down but they were all ready too deteriorated in health and had to be put down….
They were so lovely. I can’t really have any more at the moment due to my health, and Charlie is all I can manage pet wise. But I dream of a whole guinea pig building filled with ‘weeenk, weeenk, weenk’ – ing noises…
To finish, a short video of them as little ones…I kept the sound so you can hear a snatch of that lovely weenk- ing sound at the end.