Ilana needs to help me out on this one. Some time in elementary school? An unwilling participant in this conceptual art piece is our first guinea pig Squeaky. The basketball had no opinion. Somehow they go together; some connection; some synergy being generated.
Guinea Pigs do have personality though this fellow may have had some post tramatic stress syndrome from being whizzed around in Barbie cars, etc. Squeaky looked the same just about always. He liked to do one thing; sit in an exmpty kleenex box.
We have had a number of pet rodents; early on I discovered an important precept:
When you are rodent ready, rodents will come to you.
All you have to do is to announce to the universe "I wouldn't mind having a guinea pig or gerbil or hamster". Within 24 hours, somebody will deliver a pet rodent to you with accompanying supplies and drive away quickly before you get their name.
I am not kidding.
We had three guinea pigs, Squeaky, Buster and Ralphina (am I right Ilana?) Squeaky liked the kleenex box. Buster like to play mind games with Dennis. Ralphina like to hide under rags. Actually Ralphina started out as Ralphie until Dr. Deeb (RIP, where are you when we NEED you, Dr. Deeb??) informed us of gender confusion.
You give a rag guinea pig a kleenex box or vice versa and you get nowhere.
How do you play mind games with a guinea pig? You just have to get in the correct frame of mind. Buster would look at Dennis and knock over his food dish. ON PURPOSE. Dennis would fix the food dish. Buster will look Dennis right in the eye. And knock over his food dish AGAIN! Dennis would retaliate by shaking the food bag. Buster would flip the food dish across the cage. And so on.
You can see where this is going. Before you know it, you are plotting psychological campaigns against a caged rodent. (Aha, I will wire the food dish to the cage, take THAT!) They both were quite entertained. Maybe it's a guy thing.
Alas, the local rodent store lady had identified us early as Inappropriate Rodent Owners. Did I mention that I used to bribe the kids to go to Sunday School by promising a trip to the Rabit, Rodent and Ferret store on the way home? The rodent lady had decided that we WERE UNSUITABLE and there was no way NO WAY she was going to let us take one of her rodents.
Picture taken by Ilana probably for a Reflections Entry
1 comment:
I believe I was originally trying to make it look like Squeaky was playing Basketball. You see I was in the driveway near the hoop. However, when I actually put him next to the ball, the similarities were incredible!
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