On Friday, I thought it would be a good idea to clean out the guinea pig cage and perhaps give them their first baths. Now, I'd never given a guinea pig a bath before, but I figured it might be prime time seeing as they've been running around in their own droppings for the past seven days.
Here's Marty getting his first soak. I think it's safe to say that it scared the you-know-what out of the little guy ... literally. By the time he was finished, there were no less than 20 poops floating in the water.
Once he was bathed and brushed, I wrapped him gently in a towel and clipped his little claws because they were very long and very uncomfortable for whomever was holding him. "Clipping rodent claws" is now something that I can add to my resume. Also, something that I never imagined myself doing in my lifetime.
Oh, but just think of the places I might go in my career with that newly established ability!