Once I had two guinea pig. But the got killed by a marten. He bit them into their neck.
And the worst thing: I wasn't at home. I was in France, accurately in Corsica.
I went home (my bro looked after them). They were dead.
Actually I didn't see their dead bodys.
But my mom told me the story:
My bro took them into their outfall-barn. But he forgot to cover a little hole in the wall.
Then this ****ing marten killed 'em.
In memory: Stuart and Willy.
Oh yeah. I had another guinea pig. His name was Freddy. He died because he was too old.
:-(
And the worst thing: I wasn't at home. I was in France, accurately in Corsica.
I went home (my bro looked after them). They were dead.
Actually I didn't see their dead bodys.
But my mom told me the story:
My bro took them into their outfall-barn. But he forgot to cover a little hole in the wall.
Then this ****ing marten killed 'em.
In memory: Stuart and Willy.
Oh yeah. I had another guinea pig. His name was Freddy. He died because he was too old.
:-(
Thanks to Xiaowiriamu!
Way to emo the hell out of this thread ^
I own a peach front conure. He bites everybody but me.
http://www.eddieyee.com/plog/images/20090712233949_2009-07-09--12-17-32-lola.jpg
I own a peach front conure. He bites everybody but me.
http://www.eddieyee.com/plog/images/20090712233949_2009-07-09--12-17-32-lola.jpg
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