WILMA, MAYNARD, AND SOPHIE
After
Molly was gone, I decided to adopt a guinea pig from the
Humane Society. There were eight (!) there when I visited, including a
litter of five or six. I wanted to take home two sister pigs, but
there was one female and a bunch of her brothers. So I took Wilma
and she settled into the household run by Annie and
visited by Ellen and Emily, my roommates' pigs. (No, not everyone I know
has guinea pigs.)
Several weeks went by and Wilma seemed to be getting fat -- sideways. Pretty soon I could feel the babies kicking. When I was in England, she presented a family of two: Oliver and Sophie. No one was home at the time so we don't know who was first to arrive, but my parents discovered the two little fuzzy piggies hanging out with Wilma when they came home that July night.
In the picture at top, the babies are three days old. Sophie is chocolate brown and white, and Oliver is red and white with a chocolate brown nose and a swirly on his forehead.
Oliver had to move out because he started harassing his mom and sister when he hit puberty, so he has his own place now. My brother, Matt, took him to school with him and renamed him Maynard.
The baby piggies are posing for a picture with Wilma at two weeks old.
