Shit. I’m in the mad throes of a pre-Christmas animal obsession, and it’s all about Guinea Pigs.
Beckett spent an entire 2 days in the middle of his latest anxiety bout telling me how much he wants a Chihuahua, so I had to stay strong and steer him toward the path of maybe asking for a goldfish for Christmas.
We met somewhere in the middle with the idea of a Guinea Pig, and along the way I talked myself into thinking that this is the BEST IDEA EVER.
Here is my pros and cons list in re: to buying Guinea Pigs for him for Christmas.
And then you see that there are people out there making homes like this for their Guinea Pigs:
How are you supposed to not want to boop this nose every day?