Auntie Dawn told me such lovely stories about her pigs last month that I saved some for this month.
So, Auntie Dawn: What favourite memories do you have of your guinea pigs?
There are so many! I’ll confine myself to talking about how we got each of our departed pigs.
Saku was our first pig. One warm April afternoon, I left work early, and Uncle and I took a train out a place called Queens. We had seen an ad on the Internet in which a man said he was looking to rehome his daughter’s pig because his wife was allergic. We arrived at the appointed place, the parking lot of a bank, and waited. We didn’t have a cellphone at the time and thought we were in the wrong place. Eventually we figured out we were on the wrong side of the bank. Continue reading “Kevin interviews Auntie Dawn (part 2)”