Fuzzy the Guinea Pig
May 4, 2008 - July 2, 2013
The Sunday before Mother's Day in 2008 a couple kids showed up on our doorstep, rang the doorbell and asked if we wanted two girl guinea pigs. They were living outside, had no food, and needed a home. While we didn't really want more guinea pigs (we had three) we had to do something. I decided I could at least help them find a home. Turned out they were boys (we had boys and didn't want girls because we didn't want hundreds of guinea pigs!) While I attempted to find them a home, they started showing off for us -- almost asking to stay with us. We knew they couldn't be separated, and that was more difficult than finding a home for just one guinea pig. Needless to say, during this time they became not just part of the household, but part of our hearts.
A Fuzzy Photo Bomb:
They arrived to us un-named. They had no food, no water bottle, no home, and no names. One had a beautiful plume of white fur that reminded me of Albert Einstein, so he quickly became named Einstein. The other had silver and white fur that made him look a bit dingy, and the fur on his rump went straight up instead of falling beautifully. He looked like a FuzzButt, so that became his name, shortened to Fuzzy.
He had a tragic last year. Einstein passed on June 14th of last year and then his next cage mate, Bingo, passed on December 28th. We adopted another fellow so Fuzzy wouldn't be lonely as he lived out his days. (Looks like Lucky is going to adjust quickly to being an only pig. He has a strong personality and I have always thought he'd do well with "only pig" status.)