Sometimes it’s good to be a guinea pig.
But sometimes, it’s not good. Like when mom says, “Time to go to the library!” and your boy jumps up and gets his shoes and coat on and forgets you in the dump truck. And then you need to sit and wait until they come back. And you have nowhere to pee and poop except in the dump truck…so that’s where you do it…for about an hour. And if you were an adventurous guinea pig, perhaps you would jump down and explore around, but you aren’t an adventurous guinea pig, so you just sit in the dump truck for an hour, peeing and pooping, and wishing for a carrot, and feeling, you must admit, a bit dejected and lonely and kind of damp.
We’re sorry, Herbie.
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And, may I add, Herbie's girlfriend Ginger has moved away and he is heartbroken.
Poor Herbie! I LOVE the last picture!
Poor Herbie! Do we need to call in Animal Rescue??? I love that last shot! He just looks like he would be singing, "Noooooobody knows the trouble I've seen!" Ha!
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