I'm Maggie and my guineapig is Paco. I'm 26, and he's almost 2 (though we have no clue when he was actually born, the sign said "baby guineapigs", but he was a full pound when we got him, so maybe he was more a toddler or kindergartener. Whatever.) Paco seems indifferent toward his Dad, loves his Gramma (who spoils him when he visits), adores the vet tech (who is his "girlfriend"), and likes me enough, I guess. Atleast he notices when I'm in the room. Oh right, I feed him.
We live in Western MA, unfortunately not the Berkshires or the cool Northampton/Amherst area, but it's a good place to raise a family (or a guinea pig while delaying having a family)
Ok, that's us.
We live in Western MA, unfortunately not the Berkshires or the cool Northampton/Amherst area, but it's a good place to raise a family (or a guinea pig while delaying having a family)
Ok, that's us.

