All parents of male guinea pigs will tell you that they tend to smell funky very quickly. It is especially bad for unneutered pigs. I am fortunate that Fred and Lamont are neutered. However, they can build up quite the funk very quickly. On Tuesday, I smelled the boys before I saw them. It was time for the ever dreaded butt-bath…
Fred was the first to get scooped up. He whined at me. When that didn’t work he started chattering his teeth at me. I told him, “You have no idea what’s going on, do you? You are just going to complain and threaten me because this is inconvenient for you, huh…” Fred let out a small hiss as we walked over to the sink. I had prepared for the baths by tuning on the water and letting heat up. Perhaps Fred heard the running water and knew what was coming.
I popped Fred’s butt under the warm water and he started to purr. “Oh,” I remarked, “now you like it?” I used baby shampoo to wash his waxy spot and all of his private parts. When I was done, I toweled dried his backside. As I walked back to the boys’ area, Lamont started to squeal. I think he knew what was up. “I think your brother knows he’s next…” I whispered into Fred’s ear. He huffed at me. I put Fred down and he took off.
Lamont was quickly kicked out of his hiding area by Fred. “HA!” I said as I bent down and scooped him up. I hate it when Lamont cries when I pick him up. He acts like I’m trying to hurt him. I’m not. I’ve asked the vet about him crying. The vet did a full physical. There is nothing wrong. The vet’s conclusion: “Lamont is just a wimp…”
I walked over to sink and stuck Lamont’s butt under the running water. He jumped out of my hand, under the running water, and was immediately soaked. “Mont!” I yelled a bit too late. I scooped him back up and he ran up my front. I was soaked. “Lovely,” I said down to Lamont. I pulled him off my chest and finished washing his backside.
When I was done, I put Lamont back into the boys’ area. He chittered at me as he ran off to hide. Looking down I saw that I was soaked. I needed a bath. As I went the bathroom, I wondered, ‘Who gave who a bath?’