As we’ve already covered, I am an animal person and most animals love me; which is why for the last almost ten years I haven’t been without some sort of furry animal around my home. I love rodents, so over the last ten years I’ve had three rabbits, five guinea pigs and three hamsters. At the moment my husband and I just have the two guinea pigs, we very recently lost his hamster (Love you Jinx), but they are perfect for us.
As we’ve handled them a great deal from the moment we bought them both it means they’re quite comfortable with being held, but in keeping with my title, they do have their evil moments...
For starters they have now learnt the sound of the fridge door. Now inherently that doesn’t sound like a bad thing, it’s only the fridge after all, but it means that whenever we open it, regardless of what time day or night, it’s like setting off a fire alarm in the living room. Our girls have definitely got some lungs on them and they know how to make sure they have your attention. It probably does mean they get a little spoilt, but it also means they’re quiet...
But the big “evil” when it comes to the girls is one of them, let’s call her Piggle S, has developed a rather unfortunate habit. She will be picked up with very little fuss, will curl up on my husband and go to sleep, or with me she crawls up onto my shoulder and perches there quite happily watching television with us, or that’s how it seems. Until she decides she’s had enough. To tell us she wants to go home she could start fidgeting, or maybe squeaking a little, but not this one. She pees on us. Every flipping time! You can practically see her smirk before she does it, her evil little brain whirring away and hatching her plots to be returned to the safety of the hay stuffed cage which she shares with Piggle T. And it works, unsurprisingly, every single time so why stop?
So when it comes to animals I think I’ve finally cracked it, the smaller they come the more evil they are...!
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