Love, The Guinea Pig is a story where a little girl learns many things from her pet, including love.
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I love you,” Reena said, courageously putting her finger through the cage bars. Reena lay on the shop floor, nodding her head, happily talking to her chosen guinea pig. “I love this one. Look, look mum, she’s nibbling me.” The vanilla and caramel coloured guinea pig tasted one of Reena’s fingers while making little happy noises: “wheek, wheek, wheek.”
“Aww, she sounds lovely. Isn’t she lovely mum!” Reena spread herself out on her stomach, rolling around and peeckabooing with the guinea pig.
“Yes Reena, she’s lovely. Is she the one? You decide.” Reena’s mum, Madhu, hunkered down beside Reena.
Reena mimicked the happy noise of the guinea pig: “wheek, wheek, wheek, yes, you’re going to be my pet and I’m going to take care of you and love you a lot.” Reena giggled.
“That’s right; you’re going to care for her,” Madhu repeated while letting the little guinea pig nibble on her fingers too.
“I am 7 years old and can take care of a pet now! I know how to shoulder responsibility,” asserted Reena.
Then talking to the guinea pig in the cage she said, “Love, that’s what I’ll call you, what do you think of your new name, Love?”
“Wheek, wheek, wheek, wheek.” Love kept nuzzling her neck. “I think she loves her name.”
“You handle her with love, gentleness and great care. I predict you’ll be the best of friends,” the animal caretaker said. Reena smiled, “I know,” she said. Holding loved she twirled around happily, “I’m a natural guinea pig lover.”
Children, what responsibility do you think Reena would need to shoulder if she takes Love home?
That’s right…feeding, cleaning, playing with guinea pig, etc.
Mum paid for Love and all the bits and pieces she would need. Mum packed the cage, food and toys into the boot of the car while Reena settled Love into a box full of holes.
At home, Reena had already made space for Love’s cage. She made a little enclosure by placing books and toys in a circle on the floor and let Love out to discover while she fixed up the cage.
She put old newspapers at the bottom, then hay and straw. She filled the water bottle and hung it between the cage bars, she added a salt bar and some yummy fruit treats and a wooden house with a ladder and a bowl of dry fruit on the roof of the house.
“Wow, I wouldn’t mind living in there,” said her older brother Jay as he came home, eager to be introduced to the new family member.
“Love, this is my brother Jay. Jay, meet Love.”
“He’s lovely,” said Jay.
“She’s a she.” Reena made the important stuff clear, but Jay protested.
“If she’s Love, then she’s both a she and a he. Love doesn’t have a preference.”
Reena loved her brother, “Ok, you can call Love male, and I call her female. After thinking she added: “If I love her more than I love you, am I a bad sister?”
“No, because love can’t be measured.” Jay picked up Love and cuddled her.
“What does that mean?”
“It means love is always love, there is no less or more, it’s just love.”
“So when I look at Love and my heart is swelling with love, and when I look at you and get a warm feeling in my body, it’s all love?”
“Yes, clever sister.” Jay gave Love to her and ruffled her hair.
Children, who all are the people you love?
That’s awesome, you all have a big heart.
Reena loved looking after Love. Love was her new best friend. They played every morning before Reena went to school. They played in the afternoon when she came home from school. They had a last cuddle before Reena went to bed. Reena’s warm heart had opened wide since Love came into her life.
Reena’s mood changed with Love, instead of being angry and on the edge most of the time, she became calm and centered.
“All credit to you, Love,” she said.
Reena cleaned Love’s home twice a week which was plenty for Love to always have a clean and snug home.
Reena invited her friends to meet Love when she had settled in the house.
“She’s so cute,” her friend Lollo said.
“You’re so lovely, yes you are,” Mia talked silly with Love.
“Hahaha, did you hear, she purrs, a guinea pig purr,” her friend Roe said.
“What’s she saying?” Mia asked.
“She loves all of you,” Reena translated. “We love you too,” they replied.
“She knows,”
“But how?” her friends chorused.
“By the way you look at her, by the way you hold her, by the way you talk to her, and by the way you feed her. Here, try to give her some spinach. She loves spinach.” Reena grabbed a bunch from the tray she kept prepared for Love and gave it to her friends to feed Love.
They played with Love until it was time for her friends to go home. They hadn’t done any of the stuff they used to do before Love came into their lives, but no one minded.
“Can we come tomorrow again, please?” All her friends made heart signs with their hands in Love’s direction.
“Yes,” Reena sighed happily.
Unfortunately, the next day, Reena woke up with a sniffle. Her mum gave her extra vitamins in the form of fruit and said her body would do the rest of the healing work automatically and naturally. She rested and ate the fruits her mom gave her. She took good care of Love too.
Reena was so fond of Love, that she included Love in every story she wrote at school. She wrote poems about her too, which she was happy to recite for the class, even if they would never win an award. She was in love with Love and everything she wrote was beautiful and wonderful.
In geography, she informed everyone that guinea pigs originally came from South America.
If you get a pet, what would it be? Or if you already have one, what is it?
Sweet
At home, Reena and her mum set up an adventure track for Love in the living room and let Love run free. It was indeed exciting to watch Love move about freely.
As Reena played with Love on the track, she scratched her arms.
Reena was now sneezing and scratching. His arms had little bumps now.
She sneezed and scratched her arms again.
“Summer colds are the worst.”
Later at night, Reena and her family ate together and they took turns snuggling with Love.
Reena sneezed and scratched her arms again. She covered up with long-sleeved shirt and when her mum asked if she wasn’t hot she said she must have got a summer cold and sneezed loudly yet again.
“Summer colds are the worst,” she said.
Children, why did Reena cover up her arms with long-sleeved shirt?
That’s right! Because she didn’t want mom to know about it.
“You do look like you’ve got a bad dose of allergy,” her mum said and looked at her more closely. There was no hiding the red eyes and the runny nose.
When her face became blotchy, her mum brought her to the doctor.
Somehow, she knew what the doctor was going to say.
Children, can you guess what Reena guessed the doctor would say?
Listen ahead.
“Reena, you’re allergic to guinea pigs, you’re allergic to Love.”
She knew it. “OK, just give me the medicine, I’ll take anything you say,” she announced, proud for being brave in a difficult situation.
The doctor made a sad face and said sorry. Mum said sorry too.
“NO...there’s no sorry.” Reena’s face dropped and her body slumped to the floor.
“I’m sorry, there is no medicine. The only cure is to get rid of the guinea pig.”
“Get rid of....get rid of...Love...NEVER!”
“I understand how you must feel.”
“No you don’t. Are you seven? Do you have a guinea pig who’s your best friend in the whole wide world?”
“No, but...”
“Well then, you don’t know, and I’m not going to get rid of Love. Thank you and good bye.”
She got up, banged the door, ran out and started walking back home, she caressed Love and said, “You are the best friend I have ever had, the best friend I will ever have. You always listen, you never give out, you don’t care if I use the right word or a bad word. We do fun stuff together. We go on adventures. We watch movies together. We discover new things together: you taught me to eat spinach, celery, and broccoli. Thanks, Love.” Reena hiccupped. “ You taught me to be calm, to slow down, to enjoy the little things, like cuddling and looking into your cute face.”
Mom flowed her into the car and gently asked her to sit in the backseat.
Later that evening someone rang the doorbell and a teenage girl introduced herself.
The teenage girl came into the living room where Reena sat on the floor, holding Love for dear life.
She sat down on the floor too.
“Hi, I’m Amor. I’ve been looking for Love for such a long time.
Reena looked at her with tears streaming down her face.
“What do you mean? You could have gotten any guinea pig and called her Love. Why do you have to take mine?
“She’s not mine, just as she was never yours, she’s handed down by the power of love. Do you know what the power of guinea pig is?” Amor asked. Reena shook her head.
“It’s love, their special power is love.”
“I called her Love.” Reena stopped crying.
“You are a special guinea pig lover. I can see that you have taken the responsibility of her seriously, she is beautiful.”
Reena knew Love was beautiful, but Reena didn’t look great. Her eyes were almost bloodshot and she had to blink a few times to see properly.
“Sometimes a pet is not for life. Letting go is a hard lesson to learn so early in life,” Amor said, stretching her arms out for Love.
Reena kissed Love one last time and handed her over to the girl.
“Will you call her Love?”
“Yes, that’s her name and her power. Love started weeping almost immediately. Reena broke into crying again, ripping and crushing crying.
Madhu rushed in and hugged Reena close.
“We will all miss Love,” Reena’s mum said, “but sometimes the heart has to team up with the brain to reach the best decision for everyone. Love will live in your heart.”
The girl hugged Reena with Love before leaving.