You Know You Are Owned By Piggies When...

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I'm sure we have done this before but it was an interesting way to share my experience from yesterday.

You know you are owned by piggies when...
You wonder why your hair product has left a crunchy curl at the back of your head and after a minute of trying to soften it between your fingers you manage to pull out the long strand of hay you've been playing with! :))
 
Such a lovely thread! :)

You know you are owned by piggies when...
... you plan your family's meals around what veg the pigs enjoy
... when you plan your home's interior according to how you can fit the largest CandC cage
... when the first thing you do when you get home is pop to the piggy room to say hi
 
You know you are owned by piggies when .....

...... you are wary of ever eating that little bit of Nuttella that seems to have dropped onto the table - just in case....
 
You know you are owned by piggies when .....

...... you are wary of ever eating that little bit of Nuttella that seems to have dropped onto the table - just in case....

Really never had that one... Must just be you :))

I have had the itchy boobs before only to find hay in my bra... I just told the OH it was insulation to keep them warm :lol!:
 
Such a lovely thread! :)

You know you are owned by piggies when...
... you plan your family's meals around what veg the pigs enjoy
... when you plan your home's interior according to how you can fit the largest CandC cage
... when the first thing you do when you get home is pop to the piggy room to say hi

Yes! I have said "we don't have any peppers left" when what I mean is there is only one and I was planning to give the piggies pepper tonight so we will have to eat something else :))
 
You know you're owned by piggies when...

You walk a mile out of your way to buy M&S green beans, because they like them.
You learn to like cabbage because the piggies will only eat the very dark green outside leaves and you can't bare to throw food away.
 
You know you are owned by piggies when...
You pay 7 Swiss Francs for a punnet of blueberries because they are a certain somene's favorite food, but tell the kids you are not buying a mango for 3 Swiss francs because that is a ridiculous amount to pay for a piece of fruit.
 
You know you are owned by piggies when...
You pay 7 Swiss Francs for a punnet of blueberries because they are a certain somene's favorite food, but tell the kids you are not buying a mango for 3 Swiss francs because that is a ridiculous amount to pay for a piece of fruit.
And you justify it to yourself because the mango is just 1 piece of fruit whereas the punnet of blueberries divides the 7 in to far smaller numbers per berry.
 
You know when you are owned by piggies when.... desperate for a fresh orange juice on a Sunday morning, you open the fridge... to a chorus of wheeks! You then have to organise & chop fresh veggies before you can even think of said orange juice... :nod: xx
 
You know you are owned by piggies when... your WHEEKend (Ahahaha! Guinea pig pun! Lol!) is spent upgrading their c&c cage when you already have limited cash and making them more toys. #MeThisWeekend:whistle: When I should have been studying for exams... :)) Hehe, this is when you know that Guinea Pigs are your life and nothing will change that. :luv: I love my two lil furbabies:yahoo::wub::luv: Xx
 
When you think everything they do is adorable/amazing/clever and your long suffering fiance has to listen to "look Mark he's peeking at me, look Mark he's eating his hay, awww look Mark, Stripe is peering up at me with sad eyes!, Oh look Womble is chunnering, do you think he's trying to encourage Stripe? Look Stripe is eating!" Etc...
 
When you are half an hours walk away from home and the heaven's open and the first thought that comes into your head isn't, "I'm going to get so wet walking home" it's, "Oh bother I forgot to put the rain cover down on the hutch when I gave the piggies their breakfast this morning" and you almost run back home so that you can put down the cover that bit quicker!
 
When you begin to be proud of all the little piggy hairs all over your clothes, not caring for the odd looks people are giving you out and about, and just use it for an opportunity to explain you have a guinea pig.
Or
When you can tell WHICH hair came from WHICH piggy. That white one is Marla's..........
 
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