Me against the chair

guinea_pigs_tales_Data_profileIt took me awhile to get the courage to talk about this. Plenty of hours of therapy spent with Kirk… But finally, after more than three weeks, I feel ready to talk about it.

It was on a Friday evening. The human put us on the floor. And not only me, Spock and the agitator Kirk, but also Worf. I mean that little Worf really doesn’t like other piggies so close to him. The human was preparing the camera to record our first exit as a gang. Spock and Kirk were sniffing Worf under two folded chairs. Usually a third one is there, unfolded, in order to keep them in place. But this time it wasn’t… I just wanted to go away from them (too much agitation for my taste) when all the movements caused one of the chairs to fall.

I never thought I would thank The Almighty Guinea Pig God that it was the heaviest chair that fell. But this one has the seat like a box and I was trapped in that box. As I can flatten and become a pancake, that box was like a shelter. Only that I got really frightened and I was struggling to get out from there. The human gave a high pitch scream, dropped the camera and pulled the chair with a horror look on her face. She admitted later that her first thought was that I was dead. Then she reasoned that I’m not yet, but I may be handicapped or die in the next minutes. But when she took the chair and I run fast to hide somewhere else, she realised there is still hope.

Immediately I was put back in my room and checked all over. Except for a limp on my hind right paw, everything was fine. But she didn’t want to believe me! She spent the next four or five hours watching me and checking for internal bleeding signs. I even got to spend 20 minutes in her lap… She was really prepared to take me to the emergency room! I think she really calmed down only next morning when she saw I was eating and pooping normally.

After three weeks, I’m fine. Sharing the same room with Spock, but this is another story. I still limp after a lot of running around, but the visit to the vet was avoided. And I’m still cute!



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