IF only it was america and in the 21st Century...
... I'd have known about ridiculous law-suits, and I'd have become rich from this one...

At the tender age of 6, My brother and I owned a Trio of guinea-pigs. The 2 girls were hot for guinea-cock, and were constantly either giving birth or up the duff.

Our parents didn't dispair, but instead flogged the mini-guineas to the local pet-shop... Never-the-less, at one point we managed to have a pen In the garden with no less than 13 of the squeaky little buggers in it. It was at that point that the farmer who owned the field next door decided to spread weed-killer in small pellet-form. Much of it coming through our fence.....

*squeak squeak munch munch*

*SQUEAK*

*Squeak?*

*SQUEEAK!!* (Pratchett gag... sorry)

I went out to get them back into their hutch-city, and found 52 legs pointing skywards in a salute to weedkiller... but no!! one was moving!! I picked her up, her eyes rolled wildly and her heart was franticly racing as she spewed green-grassy-guinea-pig vomit onto my shirt.. and then she joined her family.

Picture a lone 6 year-old boy running to mummy his face streaked with tears... all the pets were dead. Not one left standing.

We never got any more.. and a mass rodent-grave was dug, the 3 adult and 10 baby fluff-balls were gone for ever and never replaced.
( Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Thu 14 Jun 2007, 12:22, Reply)