Davies' Lounge.

On the eastern underside of the world is an oddly shaped nolvety island. On that island is me, the left-wing, rock addicted, pollitically motivated, film loveing bad speller. And this is my blog.

July 08, 2006

Guinny Pigs

Aproxematly 5-6 years ago, we had many guinny pigs. About 14. We kept the boy pigs and girl pigs seperate because years of experience said that this was the only way to keep the population down to a reasnoble amount. (anything over 20 is unreasnoble) These guinny pigs had many adventures, quite often begining with a mass escape from their cage and an armarda accross the lawn. (now small feet. We have a big lawn) Once they moved into the shed and it took 6 months to catch them again, once they re-aranged their cage structure, and so on. Back to the main story. 5-6 years ago we sent our 4 boy pigs to camp. This is not a euthenism for some sort of massaca, we quite literally sent them to camp. We moved them and there cage over to my grandmother's farm in Bunyip for a while. It was ment to be for two weeks. However, after about a week they somehow broke out and ran awey. For about a month afterwards you could acasionaly see a ball of fur darting under the lemmon tree, but after a time they disapeared. For years we thought no more of it. Intill now. See, my aunt who has the farm several crosscountry k's and river away now says she has guinny pigs liveing in her hayshed. They match the description. I always new the little buggers had a survival streek.

3 Comments:

At 3:38 pm, Blogger Zebe said...

loll!
aha thats tooo funny

 
At 6:04 pm, Blogger Brie said...

bahaha... awesome

 
At 11:18 am, Blogger iggi said...

no idea

 

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