Welcome to Friday, the 13th! Have you had a good day? Do you believe in all that superstition?
Anyway, I hope your day was good.
Today is the day to celebrate the letter “L”. The above photos are of Layla, one of the first two guinea pigs we bought, when we got them for Anna for Christmas two years ago. We were told we were getting two girls and they were right about one of them; Nibbles, however, turned out to be a boy.
The middle photo is of Layla, a day or two before she gave birth to Taylor, Speckles and Meatball. If you have been following my blog for a while, you have probably seen the last photo of Layla, with her newborn babies, in a basket that they could chew and sleep in. They wore that basket to shreds-got a lot of use out of it.
I call Layla the peacemaker because she gets along with all the piggies. Everything was great between Layla, Taylor and Speckles until Speckles gave birth to Herbie. Layla could live peaceably with Speckles and Herbie but The Bully, Taylor could not. Taylor and Speckles started going at it. Layla would always interfere, giving them a sharp squeak, sounding like she was getting onto them and telling them to stop.
I could just imagine her saying, “Here, y’all are sisters. Stop that.” Well, maybe not the y’all, but everything else.
We were forced to take Speckles and Herbie out of the cage and put them in a playpen until we could get another cage. Anna put Layla back and forth between Taylor and Speckles-putting her in the cage with Taylor during the night and in the playpen with Speckles and Herbie during the day. It worked out fine, until Anna got tired of doing it. Eventually, Layla went back to the cage with Taylor permanently.
Whenever I let them all out to run around, if Taylor made any sounds at Speckles, Layla would come over and interfere with her warning squeak, then Taylor would take off in another direction.
Layla still gets along with all the piggies, giving the boys kisses when she visits the outside of their cages. Sometimes when I pick her up, she kisses me all over my face. Layla-The Peacemaker.
Stay tuned, kiddies for tomorrow’s post, when I talk about another piggie, whom we no longer call our own.
Posts tagged ‘Taylor’
The guinea pigs make me giggle, sometimes. Herbie, the baby, gets so excited when someone comes into the room. He starts squeaking to say “Hi”.
Taylor makes me laugh when she runs around the room. Her sister, Speckles makes me laugh when she walks on my feet. Nibbles walks on my feet, too.
Herbie and Theo play with each other. I think Herbie bugs Theo sometimes.
When the babies were little I put Nibbles in their cage, trying to figure out if his behavior could tell me what sex they were. They were running up to him and running away from him. One of the babies ran inside a hidey house, just the size for a baby guinea pig. Nibbles tried to go in and got his head stuck. I could not stop laughing. He finally pulled his head free and gave me a hurt look like, “Hey, that’s not funny.”. It was.
One day, I introduced the babies to their father on the stairs, an unfamiliar territory, so he would not be territorial with them. Two of the three babies were following him. The other one was by me, while i was filming. Sometimes he chased them, sometimes they chased him. They were so much faster than him, they would be gone by the time he turned around. They ended up backing him into a corner. By the way, I give myself permission to post this video from my youtube channel on this site
Here’s what happened:
Both were OK. You hear one baby cry out, I think because Nibbles pushed her against the wall. I checked them both after I filmed it. They were fine. You hear me say smething at the end because I was afraid they were hurt, but since they weren’t, it’s funny to me now. Nibbles kept trying to sniff their rear ends, so that is what he is doing in the video. He knew they were female. He could have told me then. 🙂
Welcome to day 2 of the A to Z challenge! Let’s get started.
This is a picture of our babies when they were babies. Taylor is the one on the bottom left. Meatball is next to her. Speckles is behind them. That picture was taken on the day they were born. This next picture is what she looks like, now, at 7 months old.
Guinea pigs have a hierarchy within their pack. They always have to decide who is the boss of the pack. When the babies were about a week old, I noticed that Taylor would always push her sisters out of the way of the food bowl or the water bottle. My guess is she was the first-born. The babies were born in the night, which is usually the way it is, so I do not know who was born first. Taylor acts like a first-born.
Even when she was a week old, she was trying to eat from the food bowl and her mother, Layla pushed her out of the way. So, she just sat in the food bowl and started eating. I thought, “Wow, Taylor! That’s how to get the food.”
As she got older, I noticed that she always knocked, Meatball, the youngest, we think, out of the way of the water bottle or food bowl. Meatball would just go off and do something else for a few minutes and go back and try again.
When Meatball was eight weeks old, we gave her to a family we are friends with, who love her to death. Everything was peaceful in the cage with Layla and her two daughters, Taylor and Speckles for several months. Layla started demonstrating that she was the boss, by walking by them slowly and making a purring sound. That is supposed to intimidate the other piggies. They understood.
Then, in December, Speckles had a baby. We didn’t even know she was pregnant. Taylor attacked the baby on the day it was born. I could not believe it. So much for being a good aunt. Naturally, we had to take Speckles and the baby out of the cage and put them in a play pen until the baby was weaned from her.
I tried putting Speckles back in the cage with Layla and Taylor but Taylor would not have it. They kept acting like they were going to get into a fight. Since the baby was a boy, I could not put Speckles back in the pen with him because he would want to mate with her. I know, gross, right?
Taylor gets along great with humans, it’s just other guinea pigs. She’s so bossy!
As you can see from this picture, she’s very big, bigger than her sisters, and almost as big as Layla, her mother. She still understands that Layla is the boss and has no problem with that.
Here’s another picture of Taylor after we gave her a bath-look how puffy the hair gets! It’s hilarious! We gave the piggies baths today and Taylor was the best behaved. Who would have thought? But we’re not guinea pigs-we’re humans, so she behaves for us. That silly girl!