I bought a guinea pig for Donovan at that place. They had like 30 little guinea pigs in a huge plastic pen, and the guy told me to just reach in and pick one. Yeah, I thought the second I put my arm in there, they would all jump at it and start eating me. So I made the guy pick one. :P
HA! You!
I swear, that guinea pig was always plotting against me. She'd squeak and squeak, then stop the second I walked into the room; like she didn't want me to hear what she was saying. And she'd dig little holes in her bedding and move things over the tops to cover them, like she was tunneling out of prison.