[Gpdd] [SILLY] A story written by my 17 year old son

Lori H. mopar28m at msn.com
Thu Apr 12 21:17:10 EDT 2007


Hey everyone,

My 17 year old son wrote this for a class at school.  I thought the people on the digest might like it too.

Lori
Iowa

Even as I heard the young cavvies gambol about in their cages and singing, I couldn't help but mollify myself after the stressful day I had at school. Those people at school always had thrown me into a loop, but the guinea pigs I kept at home were so adorable that I just couldn't stay angry as they went through their usual routine of running and jumping about their cage. Finally, as they directed their piebald heads upwards to look at me and let another chorus. Nodding, I walked over to the refridgerator and pulled out the vegetables I always set aside for them. Opening up the packaging, I heard yet another chorus let loose from their cages, the anxious cavvies practically begging for what they knew would be verdure food. "Hold on, you loud piggies!"

Chuckling, I glanced over my shoulder as the animals, in obvious show of their hubris, whistled even louder for their food. 'They were always spoiled.' I admitted with an inward laugh before I finally split up the vegetation. Making sure it was all even, I walked back to the pair of cages, pausing as I saw how each of them were up on their hind legs. 'So that was why their whistles appeared even louder when I turned my back. Those little smart alecs put those mouthes of their's into the air.' Holding the veggies just out of their reach for a couple of seconds, a soft smile came onto my face as I watched them try stretching their bodies even further up into the air in hopes of grabbing the food. "Is this what you want? Huh, is this what you want?"

Finally, unable to keep it from them anymore, I dropped the vegetables into their respective cages, chuckling as the guinea pigs instantly whipped themselves around and started munching like their lives depended on it. 'Such adorable creatures....' Settling down onto my knees, I simply sat back on my heels and watched as the little furballs ate, apparently ignoring the hand that had just fed them. Watching them, I reflected back to that day at school, and a small frown creased my face. 'Why do people have to be so stressful? Why can't they as stress relieving as these simple creatures?'

Coming back to the present, I laughed aloud a little bit as I watched one of them walk up to the water bottle, starting to take a drink. Lifting her head back, the female guinea pig suddenly dropped the bottle, causing it to bash against the cage with a 'thump'. This caused her friend, also another female to jump a little bit before quickly refocusing on the food I had just dropped in. 'Even with something disturbing like that, they don't get angry. We could learn so much from guinea pigs...if we'd just stop and actually watch.'

Shaking my head, I turned next to the other cage, which housed the male of this group of guinea pigs. His face held a slight look of distrust, but he didn't stop munching as my attention switched to him. 'Even with the spazzy ones, they're still humorous creatures. Humans...always so serious.' Shaking my head, I finally stood up and walked to the mirror, sighing as I looked at myself. 'Well, there's always the outcast.'

Laughing, I tossed off my school bag and closed off the doors that led to other rooms. Once that was finished, I walked back to the guinea pig cages and lifted out what was left of the vegetables at this point, which lead to quite a bit of chittering from the guinea pigs. 'Well, I guess they do get angry. At least they have a valid point to get angry.' Setting the vegetables down in one part of the room, I then went back to the cages and lifted the guinea pigs themselves out. First putting the girls down, then the lone boy, all of them near the pile of vegetables. At first they just sat there, but, apparently ignoring the change of scenery, they quickly darted over to the pile of vegetables and started chowing down just as they had before. 'A simple life.'


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