Posted by: kerryannekay | September 8, 2017

Gone Rogue – Part 2

So, there I was, on the floor, rubbing my nose staring at the receding butt of a guinea pig.  I was the victim of a ‘nip and run’.  A moment later Lamont came trotting around the corner.  When he saw me he stopped mid stride.  He turned his head and looked at me curiously as if to say, “Why are you down here?”

I replied simply, “Don’t look at me that way…”  Lamont just huffed at me and continued on his way.  I rolled on to my back and stared at the light above me.  ‘Huh,’ I thought, ‘I need to clean that…’  Lamont started chutting next to my ear. “Uh-huh,” I sighed still fixated on the light.  He started to whine at me.  “Fine,” I said sitting up.  Lamont bolted.  “Oh, crud, dude,” I called.  “Just stand still so I can get you back into your cage.”

I was met with silence.  I stood up and went into my bedroom.  There was no sign of either guinea pig.  “Boys!” I called to the room.  “At least make some noise so I can find you…”  Silence.  “Boys?” I called again.  Silence.  “Lovely,” I sighed, “now it’s a guinea pig hunt…”

I stated checking around the room.  I checked behind the bed, behind the dresser, and in the closet.  I couldn’t find them.  “BOYS!” I finally yelled.  Silence.

I walked out of the room hoping that the boys will come out.  I stood still for several minutes waiting for a noise or movement.  Nothing.

I broke the silence with, “I am not going to play this game!  Come out now! Boys!”  I paused and added, “Boys?”  I ended with, “Please come out… Boyyyyysssss….”  They were not budging.  “Are you hungry?” I teased.  Silence.  “Fine!” I hissed.  I opened the cage fence, grabbed their food bowl, and stomped out of the room.

“I should let you both starve,” I hissed under my breath as I walked downstairs.  I made a second dinner for them and went back upstairs.  When I got up there, I announced, “BOYS!  Here is your ‘dinner’, again…”  I loudly plopped their bowl down in an effort to attract them.  I didn’t stand around to see if they ran over to the dinner bowl.  I was too smart of that.  I went downstairs and plopped myself in front of the television.

A show later I went upstairs to check on the boys. They were both in their snuggle sack snoozing.  “Uh-huh,” I sighed while closing the cage fence.  They didn’t move.

I spent the next fifteen minutes searching for the boys’ hiding spots.  My efforts were fruitless.  I sat down on the bed and saw a small leg stretch out of the backside of a snuggle sack.  Fred was stretching out for a good snooze.  “At least you had fun,” I giggled to myself.  “But, I’m not looking forward to the finding the hidden pile of beans you’ve left in your wake…”  – KA


Responses

  1. Your boys have a secret hideout – what little stinkers! You’ll have to put a GPS on them!


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