Humans. Humans, Humans, Humans. They are very unpredictable. They picked me up so much, and pet me so much. It felt good, but too much of the touchy's. I came home with them, although they did give me a nice new home to stay in. It had a lot of food and nice flooring to stay on. They gave me lunch and dinner! Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner! I was very pleased with my conditions.
Although during the first night, I cryed the whole night. I missed my mom. I loved my mom. Even though I was only 4 weeks old, she was my only friend and family that I knew. I wasn' as active for the next few days. I was lonely, even though the humans picked me up.
They did treat me nice, all I made out of my name was something like this, "Roobe". Although I saw writings of my name, which was spelled as, "Ruby". I did like my name. I think it was supposed to match my similiar fur color, of a beautiful bright orange.
Inside of my home, was a nice purple house. I thought it was cozy, and suitable.It had good spacing, it was warm, and it was near my food, so I wouldn't have to move around as much to get to my food. I also got a bundle of Timothy Hay, which I was supposed to chew my teeth on to keep my teeth shorter. There was also a food dish, full of food, and water bottle, if I was thirsty. They also fed me some lettuce, and carrots, at breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Overall, the humans were nice to me. They gave me good living conditions, good food, and love.
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The Story of a Guinea Pig
Ficção AdolescenteHello All! This is a Minor Book that I am writing, it is about one of my Guinea Pig's interesting life. She goes through many bumps and trails through her life, but she get's through! -- I will be posting chapters as soon as I can! --
