It's not like I've never seen a dead guinea pig before. Considering that my sister, Emily, has raised them for most of her life, I've seen numerous. It nearly killed me when I saw Daphne dead, but it happened. I saw her laying lifeless in her cage. I've seen the dead babies that die when the mother has too many at a time or when she accidentally sufficates them. I've seen the ones that die of old age and the ones that die of sickness. I guess you could say I'm pretty used to seeing them dead. I'm really not trying to sound morbid, but I'm just so familiar with the consept, it doesn't bother me to talk about it.
But when I saw Popeye's little black body cold and stiff this morning I nearly screamed.
Emily just brought him to my house last week. I was pretty mad at her because I was already keeping 3 guinea pigs at my house at the time. She brought him with Ezra in a rather large cage that takes up the majority of my room's floor space.
Answer the phone. Answer the phone. Voice mail box was not what I wanted.
I called again. This time she answered.
E: Shouldn't you be at school?
She sounded pretty ticked. Honestly, I forgot that she worked on Friday.
L: No, we don't have school today.... Emily, Popeye died.
E: Laura, not funny.
L: No, seriously, I just got up like an hour ago and then I just went to check on them and he's dead.
E: Oh,... Well, he looked pretty sick when I last saw him at your house. He'd been getting pretty thin for a while.
L: So what am I supposed to do?
E: Throw him away, I guess.
L: Just throw him away? I don't want to touch him.
E: Get a plastic bag first so you don't have to actually touch him.
L: But, I just don't want to touch him. He's so stiff.
E: Can't you get mom to do it?
L: She's at work.
E: Then just take his cage to the trash can with him in it and dump it out.
L: Okay, I'll just get Dad to do it.
E: Okay, I'm sorry.
L: No, I'm sorry. Bye.
And that was it. I still don't know why I'm so stirred up about it. I touched him before I knew he was dead for sure. That's the thing, when they're dead, they just look like they're sleeping. After that, I used about a whole bar of soap to wash my hands.
Sorry if this was disturbing, but I had to tell someone about how I was feeling.
Love love love, Laura
About Me

- laurielou
- Oh deary. About me sections are always my least favorite. My name is Laura, I like typing, singing off key, belittling myself, watching movies, hanging out with friends, and lots of other normal teenager things. I like animals and Italian food and I find Harrison Ford attractive. I love vitiman water, Nutella, pom poms and Converse.
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