Welcome back to Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday, weekly Sunday hops where writers share 8–10 sentences from a book or WIP. This week’s snippet comes a bit after last week’s. Igor has pulled his chair up close to Violetta, but not too close to seem presumptuous and untoward, and begun making smalltalk with 11-year-old littlest sister Flora. He’s agreed to meet their geriatric guinea pig, who at eleven years old is extremely old for a cavy.
Flora behaves somewhat strangely when going into her room because there’s an iron lung inside. Though Violetta doesn’t need it anymore, she insists on sleeping in it every single night just in case.
Flora pushes back her chair and skips off to her room. She opens the door just enough to slip inside, then shuts the door quickly. When she returns, she repeats this business with the door. Igor wonders if perhaps she doesn’t want company to see a mess on the floor or unmade beds.
Flora sets a black, white, and orange guinea pig in Igor’s hands. “This is Jitterbug. We’ve had her since I was just a baby. I don’t want to lose her, but she’s a lot older than most guinea pigs ever get. Guinea pigs are even cuter than cats or dogs. I’d love to have a pet rabbit too, but my parents say we should only have one pet at a time.”
The longest-lived guinea pig on record was named Snowball, and lived to 14 years and 10.5 months. Snowball passed away in February 1979. That record is now contested (but not officially confirmed) by the owner of Sweetie, who was supposedly born in October 1996 and passed away 10 July 2014, at the ripe old age of seventeen.