Confessions of a Crazy Guinea Pig Lady (With a Poem by Alfred Nicol)
Leeloo says hello We all wear many hats, and in addition to my most public ones (wife/mother/professor/writer/Springsteen fanatic) I have a semi-secret alternate identity: Crazy Guinea Pig Lady. Or, to be more accurate, Crazy Rodent Lady. People who know me from Facebook--including many folks I've never actually met--know I have a soft spot for rodents of all types, but especially for those docile, kidney-bean shaped puffballs we call guinea pigs (although nobody seems to know exactly why, seeing as how they're not pigs, and they're not from New Guinea). These days, my house is home to two rescued guinea pigs, Leeloo and Tootsie Roll. They're actually our second piggie pair; before them we had two boys, Turk and Bartleby. Back in the days of Turk, the best guinea pig ever Back then, the internet was privy to my struggles to keep both boys alive despite their frequent bouts with bladder stones. When that battle was lost, the internet looked on as...