After Caramel received the week of her medicine (Metacam) her shoulder wasn’t very much better, she was still limping and not wanting to put any weight on that leg. She also got very tired, but according to the medicine, lethargy was a common side affect.
We called the vets and asked them what we should do, and they told us to put her back on the Metacam for another week and keep her in the hutch so she doesn’t run or popcorn about and pull it even more.
So. Another week gone by, and although Caramel was very bored, her leg is all healed up and now she’s running about with Nutmeg in the run again! She still holds her leg up now and then, but that’s probably down to having built a habit of doing it all the time.
Naming guinea pigs, or other pets, can be an interesting experience.
Sometimes you just know, other times you have to think long and hard to get the name right.
On the drive back home after buying the piggies, I was thinking of names for my new pets. My mother suggested Honey for the cream coloured one, but I wasn’t too taken by it, as I don’t like honey. (not sure why, it just tastes weird to me)
After thinking about similar sweet syrups…
Toffee? No, I have a toy with that name.
Fudge? No, that’s been taken by another toy. (I collect soft toys, okay?)
…I suddenly thought of caramel. My mother agreed with me that it fitted rather well. So that was Caramel’s rather instant naming story.
With the black, white and brown one, I was stumped. So was my mother, and when we arrived home the rest of my family couldn’t think of anything either.
I settled the pigs into their new home and went to bed still thinking about a suitable name for Caramel’s sister.
At about 10:00, I was almost asleep (I was very tired) when the spice known as nutmeg crossed my mind. I was up and writing it down instantly. Caramel and Nutmeg! It worked!
The next morning I told the family the pig’s name and they agreed that it worked with Caramel and suited the piggie herself.
There you go, the naming stories of my guinea pigs, Caramel and Nutmeg.
Today I thought I’d tell/show you the removable “Hay Loft” that my father and I built for Caramel and Nutmeg’s hutch.
I wanted to add another layer upstairs in the “breakfast” room so they have a little more room to “pig” about in.
Here is the hutch before we started: And after we finished:
I took measurements of the depth and width of the area and my father found a suitable board for the shelf section. I had to cut it down to size length-wise on the workbench using a massive saw before it fit properly. I then had to cut a little corner off because there was a part of the hutch in the way!
My father then found some long thin pieces of wood (left over from the staircase I think) for the beams. Once I cut them to fit, my father and I screwed them on to the insides of the hutch. These beams enabled us to balance the shelf section on top for the new room.
We then realised that the piggies couldn’t actually get up to the room, so I cut a good-sized plank down to the right length for a ramp. (My father cut the end to an angle so it sat against the wall nicely).
As I watched the guineas explore their new extension I discovered that the ramp was to slippery for them to climb, so I left it in over the day but took it out at night, hoping that they’d get used to it, but they didn’t. They just ate it instead.
A few days later I cut some small balsa wood strips into little sticks that I then glued onto the ramp with wood glue. With a crash course in ramp climbing, Caramel and Nutmeg were soon up in the hay loft munching on some delicious hay. (They also munched on the balsa wood).