So I've been having a mare recently. My guinea pigs have ringworm and have given me ringworm and we're all thoroughly depressed with one another.
They hate me because I keep bathing them and sticking creams and all sorts of stuff on their body and I'm not happy with them because they just won't stop wriggling, the wriggly little so and so's and threaten to bite me with teeth chattering.....and well I haven't had them very long and I'm trying to be the best Mum I can, so today I went 'to hell with it', you're depressed, I'm depressed, I'm too contagious to go to my work's Christmas party (my work don't want me there thank you very much) my flat's infected, I'm infected, your infected, there's sh*t everywhere anyway - no point keeping you couped up any longer - come on boys go for it and took them out their cage and gave them free range of my flat - it's being fumagated this weekend anyway.
So here's the pic of Floyd and Manny looking at me, looking at them and by the expression on Manny's face I can only guess he's thinking, if we don't move an inch she might not know we're here........but do I detect a cheeky - 'well try it missy, you're not getting us out from under here', on Floyds face?
So I present to you, my fungal infected boys, who quickly decided that underneath my chair was the best chill out spot in town, (when they aren't running around like lunatics), therefore, like a good piggie Mum I promptly brought them towels and cosy's and fleeces and their hay tube - Manny and Floyd people - the most high maintenance piggies I think exist on the planet....
Not one to miss a photo opportunity though, Floyd smiles at the camera...such a poser!
They hate me because I keep bathing them and sticking creams and all sorts of stuff on their body and I'm not happy with them because they just won't stop wriggling, the wriggly little so and so's and threaten to bite me with teeth chattering.....and well I haven't had them very long and I'm trying to be the best Mum I can, so today I went 'to hell with it', you're depressed, I'm depressed, I'm too contagious to go to my work's Christmas party (my work don't want me there thank you very much) my flat's infected, I'm infected, your infected, there's sh*t everywhere anyway - no point keeping you couped up any longer - come on boys go for it and took them out their cage and gave them free range of my flat - it's being fumagated this weekend anyway.
So here's the pic of Floyd and Manny looking at me, looking at them and by the expression on Manny's face I can only guess he's thinking, if we don't move an inch she might not know we're here........but do I detect a cheeky - 'well try it missy, you're not getting us out from under here', on Floyds face?
So I present to you, my fungal infected boys, who quickly decided that underneath my chair was the best chill out spot in town, (when they aren't running around like lunatics), therefore, like a good piggie Mum I promptly brought them towels and cosy's and fleeces and their hay tube - Manny and Floyd people - the most high maintenance piggies I think exist on the planet....
Not one to miss a photo opportunity though, Floyd smiles at the camera...such a poser!
) but i also dont blame you for giving them free range time. and if it helps, it didnt take much for me to kill the RW; a bath for all 3, treatment for piglet, and cream for me. now we're all happy and fungal free! good luck 
