It’s Thursday, once again; time for a little thing called “Fewer Words Thursday”. I join a friend named Andrea Hutchinson, who hosts this prompt, in an attempt to speak her mind in as few words as possible. Just click on the picture and you can join in the fun, too.
I did not take part in this prompt last Thursday. I was a bit overwhelmed. If you have seen my postings on Facebook, then you know why. If you haven’t, peek at the picture above.
I had been concerned lately because my youngest daughter, Anna’s female guinea pig was pregnant. Last time she was pregnant, she had the babies early and they all died. We were out of town and did not see what happened but had heardn them but I am not sure whether the mother did not clean them off, since they were dead or they died because he got to them. Anyway, we separated her from him the last few days to make sure that did not happen again.
So last Thursday, I woke up early and decided to check on Layla, the mother, because I could not go back to sleep. She had four babies during the night, which happens often, my friend told me, so when they are in the wild, they can be ready to move on if they need to; a brilliant way that God designed them. They are animals of prey, so they need to be on the alert all the time.
Three of the babies survived and are healthy and the other one looked as if it were not totally developed. I had to take care of disposing of it because Terry was out of town. He had handled it last time. I have to admit, God was taking care of me because I handled the whole thing pretty well on my own.
God was taking care of me in another way, in that a week or two after my oldest child leaves for college, I am preoccupied with new babies. How exciting!
It was like Christmas morning every morning, going into Anna’s room to see if Layla had given birth, yet. And then, finally, it was Christmas morning last Thursday. I told Anna as we were sitting there, watching Layla with her babies and she said, “Yeah. Last Christmas, I got two guinea pigs, this Christmas, I got three.”
A few minutes later, I said it again and she said, “You said that mom.”
I said, “I know but I’m still feeling it.”
A few days later, we took these pictures.