Hackjob

My weekend must not have been very exciting. The only thing I can remember is giving my guinea pig a haircut. Allow me to repeat this so the shame can sink in. The only thing I remember about the entire weekend is cutting the fur of a freaking guinea pig. Bow before the gweena-barber! BOW!

We are in the process of discovering that one of our guinea pigs is secretly a long hair. This luxuriant breed of cavie can be rather high-maintenance, if the fur is allowed to grow to its full length. Sunday, I decided to nip this potential problem in the bud, so to speak.

The one with the haircut is Chiquita, the other is Penny.