Meet Tiny,
Though you cannot tell from this photo, Tiny had 3 Homes to call his own,.
this was his 'summer Home"-- thus the wicker basket 'House-let' not to be confused with a
'lease option'
He investigated this Home previously, while searching on his own without using a Buyer's Agent.
He was a very industrious buyer:
...quickly moving from location to location seeking that "Dream" place
...he viewed this as more than a visual seeking, instead it became a totally tactile experience.
He did employ a rather shady, non-licensed, non-affiliated agent type in this endeavor.Bruno.
Together, they moved around the area looking for a turn-key place.
Not being interested in a fixer, or becoming a flipper, Tiny was motivated to close the deal quickly and
cleanly.
Due to the interference of an ethical agent, Tiny soon found that his wanderings needed to be curtailed or at least controlled. His partner, Bruno, suddenly found other deals that needed attention, and in typical fashion, fled the scene. Tiny was directed to this open-air concept home, where he had the comfort of "green" flooring options, natural woven enclosure for his daily naps, & ceramic "counter" for meal prep.
Prior to this perfect ending however, Tiny spent some time at a local Hospital being treated for an injury to his leg [ I say he had front 'arms' & back 'legs']
Tiny & Bruno and some of their other pals, had spent time in the back yard in the sun & fresh air, while the big humans were working in the area.
Tiny had been given his own fenced-in area in which to exercise; he had real grass upon which to run,fresh,clean water, all the chow he could wish & the above mentioned natural woven enclosure; all within an eight " multi-colored metal fence-thing.
All was well in said back yard, exercise place, dog & cat shared open air gathering; that is UNTIL
BRUNO, the 65lb. shady, unlicensed, non-affiliated agent-type.
When there was food anywhere, Bruno assumed that it was his---so naturally, even guinea pig chow was
fair game, When the nose of a 65lb dog leans over an 8 " high fence & it trespasses on a 3" high guinea pig's territory, the inevitable happens.
Nose gets nipped, owner of nose yelps [ he was part Basset--so, that YELP], owner of nose jerks out of area taking the entire 8" high metal fencing with it.
Where some would look upon the destruction of a living area as bad---Tiny saw it only as an opportunity.
Naturally, being only 3" high and of the Rodent family, he went through the chain link fence; having me
running into the house and our through the garage - in our house, one never opened a gate when Bruno
was around minus a leash.
Once, he was caught, it was obvious that an injury to a right leg had taken place; our Vet was a good 15 miles away; it was 5:45 & closing was 6:00; there was a local Vet about a block away. So what would you do?
We went, explained that this was an emergency due to____, he was examined & then I heard the dreaded statement; "he needs an x ray-the leg is pulled out of socket, but I want to be sure"
$150.00 later, Tiny had big splint on his out of socket leg, we were sent home & told to return in the am to remove the splint.
Sal drove us back the next morn. after all, Tiny was his whistling buddy. So Cute, Sal really liked Tiny.
When we , Tiny & I returned to the car, Sal says..."so how is my little buddy doing." Due to my silence, he added.... 'What?'
My answer..."well, remember when I mentioned that it cost $150.00 for yesterday's trip?" "YES!"
"Well, today, it was another $150.00, he had to be re-x rayed & the splint removed"
Thus---Tiny our $300.00 Guinea Pig. He did live to be 10 years old & never needed another Vet visit.
Ah, the wonders of Pet ownership.
I mentioned last night that I really liked Guinea Pigs---jeesh, you should have seen that Italian Look--kinda reminded me of one of my favorite shows on HBO ---the Sopranos.
Live, Love & always remember to Laugh.
Barb & Sal
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