Wheeky
Teenage Guinea Pig
I have been away this weekend and my Dad has been feeding the pigs for me. As soon as I came upstairs I was hit by a ripe, sweaty sock smell. I spent ages trying to work out where the smell was coming from and even hoovered the whole room to no avail.
Well, then I took a peek at the piggies, and the leftover scraps of breakfast cabbage were all the evidence I needed to point the finger of blame firmly in this direction:
Don't be fooled by his sweet little face.
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Well, then I took a peek at the piggies, and the leftover scraps of breakfast cabbage were all the evidence I needed to point the finger of blame firmly in this direction:
Don't be fooled by his sweet little face.