They Squeak Like You Wouldn't Believe
In the Express today there was an ad for the "Metropolitan Guinea Pig Rescue".
I thought it might be a joke.
I mean, is there actually an problem with packs of wild guinea pigs running wild through the greater DC area?
Apparently that is not quite their mission and it is very much a real thing.
Watch the little animated guinea pig dance.
Dance pig, dance.
posted by SAS @ 11:20 AM
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23 Comments:
They are just so damn CUTE!! I happened to see where federal employees can have a certain amount of money deducted from their paychecks (for the combined federal campaign) every two weeks to go to a charity related to saving/adoping guinea pigs.
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wait, so are these WILD guinea pigs they're saving, or escaped domestics??
wikipedia says:
"The common guinea pig was first domesticated circa 2000 BC for food by mountain tribes in the Andean region of South America, (present-day Ecuador, Peru and Bolivia). They continue to be a food source in the region, subsisting off a family's vegetable scraps as a pet. They also play the role of evil-spirit collector in traditional healing rituals. Guinea pigs are called quwi in Quechua and cuy or cuyo (pl. cuyes, cuyos) in Spanish of Ecuador, Perú and Bolivia and this form is included in the official Spanish Academy dictionary[1].
Dutch and English traders brought guinea pigs to Europe, where they quickly became popular as exotic pets."
Also wikipedia says that in their natural state the exist on the grassy plains.... so i'm guessing not many tribes of angry street gp's are running up and down dc's alleys... if they had been, I would've seen em behind DCAC
right.. darfur...
Be careful, you got another plug in the Express today for your Guinee Pig entry. The pasty ones will probably be paying you a visit very soon.
By the way I here the Incas ate Guinee Pigs by Roasting them on sticks and modern day Peruvians continue the practice.
What if it is a guinea pig in Darfur? That's gotta be rough.
Alright I'm having a moral dilemma right now.
Do I take down my comment about the people in the picture? That is the thing I feel kind of bad for. But they are pasty! If I was in that picture I would smile and say, "Yeah, we are all really pasty." Really, I would.
Once again my snarkiness conflicts with my overwhelming sense of guilt. I can't ever truly commit to the snark, I can't. I'd make a lousy queen.
As for the guinea pigs. Ah, well. I had a guinea pig. It squeaked like a banshee. It was cute, I guess.
I've always liked small warm cute things. Hence my connection to mice. And to MB.
But I have always been of the camp that we should have more concern for people than for animals. It has always baffled me the extent that people will go to to save a four-legged creature while turning their head away from human suffering.
It's my bent. Fortunately, it is not everyone's bent. So let them save the guinea pigs. I'll continue to rail about Darfur, okay?
ihateparis - Point well taken. I concede.
See what did I tell you.
Ihateparis, I see how passionate you are about this and I commend you for your good works. Now leave SAS alone, she has been given the beat down you seem to have wanted to give her, and I am sure in the future she will avoid having any sort of opinion.
citymouse, that's what you get for being interesting... a peak in interest. And of course, express-page metro-ridin' pick-ups.
I am glad people out there want to have guinea pigs, hamsters, and other small rodents in their posession. Cause I sure don't.
Too late for taking down your comment. I've already seen your 'white and pasty' remark. hmmm. My name is Judi Lainer, and I founded this rescue 11 years ago. Call us anything you want. I'm fat. I'm white. So what? We're dedicated to helping these animals.
By the way, we are non-discriminatory in who we adopt to. Our prior adopters include gays, lesbians, marrieds, singles, males, females, blacks, whites, colors-in-between, and just about anyone who promises to love and treasure these sweet little creatures and care for them properly. We don't adopt to children, though. By the way, thank you, 'I Hate Paris'.
Indeed, we have rescued guinea pigs from area shelters, and these animals are abused or abandoned much in the same way as dogs and cats. Some are thrown from balconies, or put outside to fend for themselves (yeah, right), or simply not fed, or not given appropriate medical treatment when needed (yes, they DO need to see a veterinarian sometimes because they can get sick!). We've rescued from laboratories and outside pits covered with wet leaves. If you can think of it, guinea pigs have been through it and we've rescued them. We've helped with countless animal control seizures, including a Tri-County shelter seizure of 280 guinea pigs from an abuser 2 years ago.
We're not a joke, and these mistreated or unwanted guinea pigs are not a joke, either. Thanks for making our plight more recognized by your postings. We are a responsible non-profit charity that uses all donations solely for the care of our little foster guinea pigs. WHEET! And have a great day.
I hope that there is a notable spike in guinea pig adoptions today.
I really, really do.
I took down the pasty comment. It is not worth it to me, really.
And, ummm, I did not and never would comment on someone's weight on this site, btw.
So please everbody - go to the site, adopt a pig (but only if you have the resources), and watch the furry fellow dance.
Let's move on, shall we?
jeez.
WOW!!!
i LOVE guinea pigs. i had 3 hamsters when i was little. my cousin had a hamster with 3 legs. then she got stuck in the dryer and caught on fire. her other leg and both of her ears burned. she had to walk diagonally. she ate all of her babies. so i, for one, completely understand the need for rescuing these innocent creatures.
what a great thread!
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I am a horrible, horrible person.
Obviously many lessons were learned from this post.
I should have learned them last year with Sandwich Repair Dude.
To the final anonymous. I am taking down your comment but please accept my apology.
I am not a mean person, only impulsive.
And careless.
Really, I feel awful.
You should have seen what happened to me when I made a joke about Helen Hayes. I still think it was funny.
you should NEVER joke about Helen Hayes. good GOD man! That comes in just above joking about people with small hands.
SAS,
Don't beat up on yourself like that. You are not a "horrible, horrible person." All you did was shoot off your mouth (as we all do from time to time), you recognized some things you said weren't appropriate, and you apologized (some people don't even do that). I admire you for it.
Now. Go forth and prosper!
From the been there, done that side of the room:
I concur, you shouldn't beat yourself up any more. Please remember admitting you were wrong is a way of saying you're a bet wiser then you were before.
Can't remember where I've stolen that from, but it was from a man wiser than I. I suspect he said he was wrong many a time.
SAS, I appreciate your apology and do acknowledge that I, perhaps, read your comment in a way you didn't mean it.
I agree with the last anonymous, some people don't even apologize. I really, really, appreciate that you did and I'm all good now. I hope you are too.
I don't really think you need to feel awful, but I think that shooting your mouth off about individuals may be going a bit far. However, it is your blog. Eveyone is free to do as they please.
Thanks!
Really?? All this over balls of hair you feed to snakes?
There's a time to apologize for jokes and opinions, and there's also a time when you have to realize that some people just aren't worth the effort.
OTOH, some of your commentors aren't helping the situation much.
If I may, this is between SAS and those that were insulted. SAS has been more than gracious and heartfelt in apology, and some of those insulted have been just as gracious in return.
As for those who haven't returned that grace, I suspect it's because they haven't returned to the site, which sometimes happens when someone feels they've been horribly insulted. Only they, and no one else, can determine how badly they feel and whether or not they shall--or should--return.
"My cat's breath smells like cat food." - Ralph Wiggum...words to live by.
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