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I don't know how guinea pigs understand that biting skin is bad and really hurts, but Scuzzy, Dahlia, and Iris figured it out and never intentionally bit bare skin.

The problem is that they don't understand that skin is under clothing. I once got a nasty nip on the bulls-eye when Scuzzy bit my boob through my shirt and now Iris accidentally took a small chunk out of my arm since my sleeves are thin. I guess it's really my fault since a big indicator that pigs want to go back in the cage is when they mess with your clothes to get your attention.

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I don't know how guinea pigs understand that biting skin is bad and really hurts, but Scuzzy, Dahlia, and Iris figured it out and never intentionally bit bare skin.

The problem is that they don't understand that skin is under clothing. I once got a nasty nip on the bulls-eye when Scuzzy bit my boob through my shirt and now Iris accidentally took a small chunk out of my arm since my sleeves are thin. I guess it's really my fault since a big indicator that pigs want to go back in the cage is when they mess with your clothes to get your attention.

It doesn't help that throughout your post, there's that gif of the jumpy bitey dog looping :D

We kept some guinea pigs for some neighbours a good few years ago, and they were the same. Wouldn't bite skin, but if your skin was under something else, hoooo boy time to party.

Also, this is the first I hear of a "Scuzzy", is s/he an addition to Iris and Dahlia ?

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Also, this is the first I hear of a "Scuzzy", is s/he an addition to Iris and Dahlia ?

Scuzzy was my previous guinea pig who died a year ago in October that I loved with all my heart.

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Scuzzy was a handsome fellow!

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Scuzzy was a handsome fellow!

Thank you! Funny thing is, that's the way most ladies respond when they see pictures of Scuzzy! Even when I brought him into the vet's (his shitty owners never noticed he had lice) his lady assistant said that right away and pet him every chance she got xD

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I just saw this and it makes me want to have a bunch of scotties just to see if I can make this happen:

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Nola's First Christmas

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Festive dog!

[Newt]

Ugh. So I hate to be the guy who comes in here and rains on the parade of joy and love, but my cat just died. Like. 34 minutes ago. Long post ensues:

[spoiler] And it's weird. For whatever reason, I'm just, pissed off. I'm not even really that sad. I mean. I AM sad. But I'm not crying. I'm just sighing a lot and thinking "Well, dammit. I loved that cat. Do I get a new cat? Do I wait?" I couldn't just leave her outside, so I brought her into the garage and let her lay on top of a table. She's not even that old. She's 10. But she was never very fit. She didn't like to run, or move around, she usually just slept and crawled. I think she had a spinal problem. We'd never ever sen her jump. Or "walk" my dad even nicknamed her "slither" because she'd just, slither around the house or yard, and glare at everyone.

She was kind of a snot, but she was still my cat. My brother has his cat, and my mom had her cat, and this cat was mine. When I got home from work at 1:00 am, I saw her out sitting outside the door, and she glared at me and then the door, her way of saying "Let me in, Human." and so I opened the door for her, but she just glared at me, meaning "I think I shall wait a moment." So then I just started wrapping presents. She wanted in just a few minutes before she past away, but I was still wrapping, so I just said "Lemme finish." and then she went "GAK. WRECK. GAAAAK" -THUMP- and so I ran outside and she was dead. And now I'm just sitting here. I didn't wanna make a status about it on Facebook. I wasn't even going to talk about it, but when I saw "Pets" for a thread, I decided "Might as well..."

It was weird picking her up to put her somewhere. I'd never really felt her that much before. She didn't like to ever be touched. She'd slither away if someone came new her, and she'd growl if you cornered her. I was the only person in the house "allowed" to touch her, and it was limited to gentle strokes. If I petted her too much she'd growl, but if I just touched her, or rested my hand near her, she'd purr. We had a weird relationship as Master and Feline, and it was somewhat precious for me to know that she only ever liked me.

Her brother, which is my brother's cat, is sitting in my brother's room at the moment. And I'm like "Is he gonna die?" "Should I wake my brother and tell him of Toshi?" Murr. Christmas Eve the cat dies. I'm not one to blame myself for, well, anything, but I wish I'd let her inside so she coulda had a heart attack inside my warm house with her master, rather than outside in the cold, pawing at the window to be let in.[/spoiler]

[Psychospacecow]

My condolences Newt.

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"And here we have the Felis Nolatis entering its chrysalid, ready to reach its final form."

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I would've been so tempted to try and adopt this cat if it were near me. I hope he found a good home!: http://www.petfinder.com/petdetail/28165153

[Psychospacecow]

It looks like he found one Hex.

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It looks like he found one Hex.

I know. I just hope it's a good one and they didn't just adopt him because he's so unusual.