New face at the Pet Hostel
Anyone who knows me well realizes that I have a fondness for guinea pigs. While to many other adults, they are mere rodents and not much different than hamsters or gerbils as pets, to me, they are charming little animals. The creature itself smells clean, and even their “waste” does not have an acrid smell.
I adopted Squeak from a young lad who has become more and more allergic to guinea pigs over time. I told him that I used to have dozens of piggies, but that I had been without one for some years, and would LOVE to care for his. There was a time that I took guinea pigs to “shows”, won trophies and sold babies to both “fanciers” and pet stores.
I made a page with a cute story about a guinea pig named “Sooty”, and some interesting links. My Guinea Pig Page
With Squeak settled in on our cozy porch, I went back to town, to the Chinese restaurant, to have lunch with my friend M.. We had such a nice visit, and I took a hot Chinese lunch home to Gary as well.
The temperature outside today is -18˚ Celcius. Last night it was nearly -30˚ C., which is about -22˚ Farenheit… bitter cold on either scale!
We just have one boarder now, “Taya”, the Caucasian Mountain Dog, see blog post from January 4th. She is accustomed to being here occasionally, and doesn’t seem stressed at all. She also has a great coat for the cold, and a dog house.
All for now, gang. I might go check into the Yahoo Garden Chat room, with trepidation. There have been many heated debates lately about politics, religion and racial issues, and though I often feel rattled by such, my curiousity always wins out. I want to see who believes what, and have come to feel I know some of the chatters.
Thank you for the audience. Love, Ann
