squeakysmallpaws
Junior Guinea Pig
So I was reading a thread where someone asked - 'so what's wrong with breeders I'm new to this site'. And it made me smile because it was exactly the same question I had back when I was kat04kt and found this site. I started writing a response, but decided I was totally hjacking the thread and going off topic, but it made me think about how my two boys have changed my life. Here's what I wrote:
I was exactly the same before discovering this site. I thought that by going to a breeder I was being responsible because I wasn't going through a pet shop. I also naively believed every word this breeder woman told me. Here's just some of the highlights of exceptionally bad advice that I would have believed, if it hadn't of been for this site.
- guinea pigs make great pets you can leave them for the weekend with some dried food and they'll be fine
- it doesn't really matter if you take just one, just give them lots of attention (this was because she wanted me to take one there and then)
- boys get on better than girls they never fight, girls are stroppy and just want to have babies (this was when I said, I heard that boys can sometimes fall out)
-bed them on straw it's the best thing
- you can take, 'my boy now called Manny', you can take him now if you like, you can just put him in a box he'll be fine (I said I couldn't because I was going on holiday - hence when she told me he'd be fine left on his own.........)
- my babies are all really tame - they've been handled alot by my grandkids (given what these two are like, doubt they'd been handled at all! And if they were it was badly!)
Also about 10 days after having my piggies I discovered they both had fungal infections.....
Basically, I'd been reading about what great pets guinea pigs made so I'd looked for guinea pig breeders, she lived close to me, I called and she invited me over. I was thinking this woman knows everything about guinea pigs, that she was some sort of guru, so I put down a deposit, then went away to do more research on what they needed, I had three weeks to prepare - discovered this site and I can only say I wish I'd found it sooner. I love my lads dearly but it's been a world wind of aganst, vet appointments, tearful conversations, bites, and now two boys don't seem to like each other very much... I've had them for about ten weeks and it's been none stop stress.
The one positive I can say, is that I've learnt so much, met some truly amazing people, here on the forum and elsewhere and been on a sort of life journey with it all. In some bizarre unexpected way it's changed my perspective on everything, from work, to my relationships - not only with my OH but my family too, to my home life, and my every day routine. They threw challenges at me that I couldn't call home and get my Mum to fix- and they made me realise how ridiculous I am as a person. I'm horribly spoiled, pretty lazy and believed if you threw money at a problem, it went away....not so in this case. Patience has never been a virtue of mine, if something wasn't going my way - just give up! Why not, life's too short? Well these little guys threw my world upside down! Nine months of CBT therapy to overcome a phoebia of germs, (I'm basically like an obsessive clean freak), and in come two little piggies, poo'ing and peeing all over the place, making me ill and giving me ringworm, I'm pulling pieces of hay out of my hair and finding poop in my bra.....! and it was like, hang on they were meant to be cute furry little things that don't require the same level of commitment as a cat or a dog but I can still cuddle them and the whole thing will just be some fun - ermmmmmmm, how wrong was I? The reality is - ok so these guys are highly infectious what you going to do leave them to suffer for fear of touching them? No. So roll your sleeves up and get down in the dirt squeakysmallpaws! On top of hours and hours worth of time spent sitting with cucumber in my hand just trying to earn some tiny piece of their trust (and then having to put them in the bath and start all over again) and I wish after all of this I could say I was there and it was all over and I have two cuddly little piggies......I'm not even close. I'm not sure they ever will be, but it doesn't matter because for the first time in my life someone needs me, someone (albeit a short legged variety of being) is completely dependant on me being organised, financially responsible, caring and willing to do whatever is necessary.
Two tiny little beings have me now saying.
'drinks after work' - sorry guys I gotta go home and feed the guinea pigs.
'you want to go to xyz this weekend' - Sorry, I can't leave the guinea pigs.
'That dress would look great on you, you really could do with a new pair of winter boots' - yeah I know but I just spent £200 on vet bills this month, these ones will have to do and I will just wear that other dress.
'you really don't have enough space' - yeah but I can leave my flat - these guys have to spend all day every day in that space, I have to reorganise/throw out my furniture.
'let's just go to bed and watch a film' - I can't, the guinea pigs need to be cleaned out
'you've taken on too much, can't you just give them back? you're not the same anymore' - I don't know why you're in my life or why I ever thought I was friends with you.
These are typical things that I'm saying or thinking almost everyday.
My boyfriend bought me a diamond bracelet for my birthday, something previously I would have been thrilled about - I told him to take it back, I need a decent handheld hoover not a diamond bracelet....who knew it would take two guinea pigs to finally make me grow up.....
So, if anyone is still reading to the end of this essay.... how have piggies changed your life? Or is this profound effect just me? lol.
x
I was exactly the same before discovering this site. I thought that by going to a breeder I was being responsible because I wasn't going through a pet shop. I also naively believed every word this breeder woman told me. Here's just some of the highlights of exceptionally bad advice that I would have believed, if it hadn't of been for this site.
- guinea pigs make great pets you can leave them for the weekend with some dried food and they'll be fine
- it doesn't really matter if you take just one, just give them lots of attention (this was because she wanted me to take one there and then)
- boys get on better than girls they never fight, girls are stroppy and just want to have babies (this was when I said, I heard that boys can sometimes fall out)
-bed them on straw it's the best thing
- you can take, 'my boy now called Manny', you can take him now if you like, you can just put him in a box he'll be fine (I said I couldn't because I was going on holiday - hence when she told me he'd be fine left on his own.........)
- my babies are all really tame - they've been handled alot by my grandkids (given what these two are like, doubt they'd been handled at all! And if they were it was badly!)
Also about 10 days after having my piggies I discovered they both had fungal infections.....
Basically, I'd been reading about what great pets guinea pigs made so I'd looked for guinea pig breeders, she lived close to me, I called and she invited me over. I was thinking this woman knows everything about guinea pigs, that she was some sort of guru, so I put down a deposit, then went away to do more research on what they needed, I had three weeks to prepare - discovered this site and I can only say I wish I'd found it sooner. I love my lads dearly but it's been a world wind of aganst, vet appointments, tearful conversations, bites, and now two boys don't seem to like each other very much... I've had them for about ten weeks and it's been none stop stress.
The one positive I can say, is that I've learnt so much, met some truly amazing people, here on the forum and elsewhere and been on a sort of life journey with it all. In some bizarre unexpected way it's changed my perspective on everything, from work, to my relationships - not only with my OH but my family too, to my home life, and my every day routine. They threw challenges at me that I couldn't call home and get my Mum to fix- and they made me realise how ridiculous I am as a person. I'm horribly spoiled, pretty lazy and believed if you threw money at a problem, it went away....not so in this case. Patience has never been a virtue of mine, if something wasn't going my way - just give up! Why not, life's too short? Well these little guys threw my world upside down! Nine months of CBT therapy to overcome a phoebia of germs, (I'm basically like an obsessive clean freak), and in come two little piggies, poo'ing and peeing all over the place, making me ill and giving me ringworm, I'm pulling pieces of hay out of my hair and finding poop in my bra.....! and it was like, hang on they were meant to be cute furry little things that don't require the same level of commitment as a cat or a dog but I can still cuddle them and the whole thing will just be some fun - ermmmmmmm, how wrong was I? The reality is - ok so these guys are highly infectious what you going to do leave them to suffer for fear of touching them? No. So roll your sleeves up and get down in the dirt squeakysmallpaws! On top of hours and hours worth of time spent sitting with cucumber in my hand just trying to earn some tiny piece of their trust (and then having to put them in the bath and start all over again) and I wish after all of this I could say I was there and it was all over and I have two cuddly little piggies......I'm not even close. I'm not sure they ever will be, but it doesn't matter because for the first time in my life someone needs me, someone (albeit a short legged variety of being) is completely dependant on me being organised, financially responsible, caring and willing to do whatever is necessary.
Two tiny little beings have me now saying.
'drinks after work' - sorry guys I gotta go home and feed the guinea pigs.
'you want to go to xyz this weekend' - Sorry, I can't leave the guinea pigs.
'That dress would look great on you, you really could do with a new pair of winter boots' - yeah I know but I just spent £200 on vet bills this month, these ones will have to do and I will just wear that other dress.
'you really don't have enough space' - yeah but I can leave my flat - these guys have to spend all day every day in that space, I have to reorganise/throw out my furniture.
'let's just go to bed and watch a film' - I can't, the guinea pigs need to be cleaned out
'you've taken on too much, can't you just give them back? you're not the same anymore' - I don't know why you're in my life or why I ever thought I was friends with you.
These are typical things that I'm saying or thinking almost everyday.
My boyfriend bought me a diamond bracelet for my birthday, something previously I would have been thrilled about - I told him to take it back, I need a decent handheld hoover not a diamond bracelet....who knew it would take two guinea pigs to finally make me grow up.....
So, if anyone is still reading to the end of this essay.... how have piggies changed your life? Or is this profound effect just me? lol.
x