The past three days were very difficult for us: we moved in a new house and the stress was at a high level! But let’s start with the beginning…
Our humans will produce soon another Guinea Pig’s slave. As they are not so adapted as we are, the tiny new human would need special care and attention for like the next 20 years. We can only hope it will turn in to a very good servant for our kind. Although for the moment we have no use for he or she, we are already seeing the consequences of his/her presumptive birth. First thing, the humans decided to move in a bigger place. And, as they are good piggies servants, they searched for an apartment with a garden. We haven’t seen it yet because is rainy and cold in Belgium and we are some spoiled VIPs, but apparently is there.
So, last weekend was the big one! Friday was a day off in our country and it was chosen for our move. Of course we benefited of a special treatment and our official transporter helped relocating our pens and all our effects. Still not everything was nice and easy… We had to spend around 3 hours in the small transport boxes during the dismantling of our penthouse, the actual move, the thorough cleaning of the pens and the reconstruction. And this was horrible! The humans found Kirk very scared in his box.
Finally, we were put in a temporary position to be protected during the real move (humans have a lot of stuff!). But the empty house and the echo of every move got us even more scared. We were running away even when the human female was approaching. She had the decency to spend the night with us, so she could clean and fed us in the evening and the next morning.
On Saturday some human friends helped moving the whole bunch of furniture, boxes and large bags. We were covered with a large blanket, but still all that noise frightened us. Now, I don’t want you to think we are some scared little things, but having huge humans turning furniture on top of one’s had can be scary! Finally, in the evening we were put in our definitive position. And the human did as promised: lined our rooms putting some space between Kirk and Worf. The biggest challenge was to arrange the couch so Spock could get out on it whenever he feels like…
I don’t show my face in the picture because I was preparing this article and supervising the human for taking the photo (still, she did a lousy job!). 🙂
The Tales of the Guinea Pigs Gang 