I know many of you have began introducing yourself and I thought I should do the same. I am going to start from the beginning though so everyone that does not yet know me, or know me well has the chance to understand how the WEAVER pigs all came to be.
First let me begin by introducing myself, my name is Marsha, I am married to a wonderful man and have two small children, a daughter Kailyn who is nine, and a son Kevin who is seven. We live in the country in the state of Alabama and I love the quietness, the nature, the animals and just sitting outside relaxing and trying to take life just one day at a time. My animals keep me grounded and truly they are my best friends. For hobbies I enjoy cross stitching, sewing, and scrapbooking. I am lucky enough to be a stay at home mom, even though both of my kids are now in school full-time. I am grateful for that, and try to get everything done during the day to be able to spend more time as a family in the evenings. For pets I am a caregiver to a border collie mix name Shelby, a gray and white cat named Eeyore, and nine pigs (all my animals were rescues). Between them and the kids they all keep my busy, but I truly enjoy every moment of it---at least for the most part.
I have had guinea pigs in my life for as long as I can remember. I did go through a stage when I was first moved away from home and enrolled in the Army that I was without them, and that lasted for a little over seven years. Later, after hubby and I settled down, I was in Petsmart one afternoon picking up something, and I noticed a guinea pig that stole my heart. It felt like it had been forever since I had the opportunity to hold one and I asked the sales lady if I could see the black and white pig. She handed him to me, his big black eyes just staring at me, his little body feeling so small, his hair coloring so different---I was in love and decided to "purchase" the little man and everything he would need to provide him only with the very best.
On the way home, my daughter who was three decided we should name him Oreo, so Oreo it was. My children and husband were not impressed with the little guy, but I was so happy to hear the wheeking and once again have one of these little critters a part of my life.
I have never been big on the internet, as a matter of fact I am pretty clueless so it took me a while to discover there is such a thing as a guinea pig forum. It took me five years later to discover Cavy Cages and the rest has been history since. As I sit here and tell my story, I know in my heart that Oreo, my solo pig, who lived in the largest pets store cage, eatting crappy food for a good part of his life was a new beginning for me, and for other guinea pigs. He opened my eyes, help me find the knowledge to make a difference for so many, both human and furry. I miss him terrably to this day and find it so weird, and at times even confusing that he stayed on thie earth til I fully understood the message and than, it was his time to go. To him I am forever grateful to have had the opportunity to be his mom.
In the past year, I have taken on nine other furry babies. I had Natasha and Boris for a little while before I lost Oreo. I adopted them over four hours away at the Humane Society. They are both about five years old. Here is Boris and Natasha . . .
Shortly after came Roxie and Belle-Winkle. I adopted them from Knoxville Guinea pig rescue which is about 4 1/2 hours away one direction. Both of the girls were fairly young, Belle being 10 months at the time and Roxie a year and a half.
Following them came Mr. Peabody and Dudley. Also adopted from the same rescue. These boys had a rough start to life and now close to a year later are striving and improving with every passing day. These two boys are four and a half years old.
The sametime we went to rescue the boys, hubby feel in love. I guess it was hard not too--I mean just look at this little girl . . .Nellie at six weeks old
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