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My boss at the hotel where I worked ended up with a pet, thanks to a similar situation. We had some guests who wouldn't pay their rent, and after a few days of hearing that they would pay when they got back in from work that evening, my boss had had enough. She had the housekeepers confiscate everything in the room (including a Quaker parrot), and deactivated the lock.
They tried every trick in the book to get their stuff back, and she refused until they paid. As far as I know they never paid, and their stuff is still sitting in a storage shed. As for the parrot, we kept it in the laundry room for a few days before she took it home with her, where it died a few years later.
i agree about reporting the SC - after all you should have some identifying information on him.
except..... well would they try to confiscate Pippin as evidence? If so then I'd just wait for the fucked up man to come back and then call the cops on him.
And wait... Pippin.... i wonder if he wants to have a friend named Merry... they can steal carrots together!
From looking at the pictures, I can't tell if I'm looking at a baby guinea pig or a full-grown hamster. Hamsters are a lot quieter, though; they don't squee with excitement or purr with contentment. Guinea pigs seem to have a lot more personality. (I've only ever had hamsters, never guinea pigs, but I've seen other people's.)
According to the pet store, he's only 5 weeks old, so yeah, he's a baby.
We introduced him to the hamster yesterday. It was so cute. They were taking turns. Pippin sat there while the hamster checked him out, then the hamster sat there while Pippin checked him out...they just took turns checking each other out. It was adorable.
I also tried to introduce him to the dog. He freaked out and tried to burrow under the dog, who was just like, "WTF? What the hell is this?" before getting up and wandering off.
Today though, he much calmer. He's quieted down, unless I pull out the lettuce, which makes him go "SQUEEEEEE!" Which I can only presume means "MOAR LETTUCE!"
Now I'm picturing Donald Duck rubbing his hands (wings?) together and going "Oh boy oh boy oh boy."
From looking at the pictures, I can't tell if I'm looking at a baby guinea pig or a full-grown hamster. Hamsters are a lot quieter, though; they don't squee with excitement or purr with contentment. Guinea pigs seem to have a lot more personality. (I've only ever had hamsters, never guinea pigs, but I've seen other people's.)
What I think of the SC might even be too much for fratching, so there is that...
As for the furball, sooo small and cute. Evil overlord in the making there. When they take over the earth, and they will, you will be rewarded for your rescue of their grand and glorious leader.
I love piggies. When my piggy died in January, my heart broke. But yours made me smile, your piggy is sooo cute. Thank you for taking good care of him. <3 Hugs to you.
She's had guinea pigs for at least 10 years. Her current one is nearing the end. When he dies she won't have guinea pigs any more.
Nah, if she's anything like my Dad, she will. It'll just take time before she feels ready for another ball of fluff. We had our last cat for 18 years, and Dad was adamant once Whiskers died that he wouldn't have another cat as he couldn't cope with losing another furry member of the family. After a few months we introdused him to the current orphaned ball of fluff (local cats shelter) ... they are now inseperable.
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