Grow, grass, grow!
Sadly, we piggies haven't been allowed outside lately as it has been pouring buckets for the past week. Forget cats and dogs, it has been raining cavies and capys in not-so-sunny California.
Yesterday night whee experienced our first thunderstorm, which put us on varying levels of alertness ranging from wide eyed and terrified (Peaches) to casually bored (Belka). Peaches needed treats and reassurance whilst Belka continued to eat her hay as if window rattling thunderstorms were an everyday occurrence akin to lettuce falling from the sky.
No matter though, our humans told us the rain would help the grass grow. That cheered us up, we hope that it will soon be as long as the grass in the pictures here.