I've been remise in introducing you to our newest family member - Cutey.
For several months Walter has been begging for a pet. Throughout the summer we talked to him about the responsibility of having one. Finally, we agreed that once school started we'd start looking. We then began discussing the possible types of pets - hermit crabs, fish, hamsters, cats, dogs. Walter and I wanted a cat, but Manuel didn't. Manuel wanted a dog, but I didn't. Finally, three weeks ago we met the perfect pet ... a lovely, young, American Short Haired Guinea Pig. Cutey came home with us that day (Walter picked the name).
Before I met Manuel I had a guinea pig - Daisy. Daisy transitioned to our pet. We had both enjoyed her, and it was a very sad day when she died. We thought on occasion about getting another one ... but somehow, it didn't happen. Still, we kept all the equipment. Which meant, that bringing home Cutey wasn't too difficult. We just needed some saw dust, hay, and food pellets.
In just three short weeks she's become an integral part of the household. When she hears the fridge open she'll squeak to remind you to get her something. And at some point during the day you can hear her racing around her cage, getting in some exercise before settling into her nest to relax with some apple. She likes to sit on our laps, watching Walter play Angry Birds Space.
Of course, I knew that bringing home a pet for Walter would mean I would be taking on more work in caring for her. That's OK. I love having a pet in the house - she's probably the easiest member of the household with the sweetest disposition.