First Friends

One day some of my old practice canvases turned into guinea pigs in honor to my first friends when I was a painfully shy kid going to school. They are sensitive tender creatures, delightful balls of intense alertness, ready to catch your gaze, emit intense squeaks of fear, enjoy a comforting hold or delight in a crunchy carrot or juicy piece of lettuce. When I was in second grade, my guinea pigs, Muffin and Pete, produced a trio of babies which I named, Flower, Newspaper and Charmin. This event was the most exhilarating and fascinating moment of my childhood. 

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