Guinea Pigs

Just when you think your ship has come in, some rotter spoils it.
The first time I was aware that we had guinea pigs, I could smell them when my mum took me for a walk in the grounds, if there’s no one visiting she lets me off the lead, so this particular day, I smelt a really scrummy smell (don’t forget dogs used to eat animals like guinea pigs so it’s in my nature to want to chase them!)
Then I saw them at a distance, I ran and ran and ran, my mum was shouting at me to come back but not a chance. Whoa, how bad is that? Some horrid person had put a fence around them so I couldn’t get them, that is not fair.
But wow my own guinea pigs! I love it. I run round and round the pen they are in, trying to spot the fattest and staring into their eyes to mesmerise them into coming up to the fence. They are really stupid and can’t be mesmerised.
There’s boy and girl guinea pigs, they are really called boars and sows, just like real pigs and they are sometimes called cavies. Louise, the head Gardner has to separate because they bread and we get hundred of babies that we have to sell.
They know I can’t get at them so they tease me by walking so closed to the fence if I could just, just reach in and get my paw through, no it’s no use, the fence is too secure.
Sometimes cookie comes with me to see the guinea pigs, she pretend not to be interested, but I can see her slavering! Sometime she is such a snooty dog. Woof!