The other day Lisa, Mike, Joe and I were all hanging out in the kitchen talking when Ainsley came running in saying, "Hayden's in the guinea pig cage!" We ignored her at first. When you have 8 kids running around one house you just tend to wait for the sight of blood before you take any comment too seriously. She repeated the statement, and we all just paused, looked at each other and said in unison, "Did she just say that Hayden is in the guinea pig cage?" She did! Oh no! Joe runs down the hall and I hear him yelling get the camera! Of course I'm not going to miss out this opportunity, so while I'm frantically looking for my camera and a clean card, Joe is pretending to help Hayden get out of the cage. Hayden's crying, "Daddy, get me out!" Joe, holding back laughter is saying, "I'm trying, son. Mommy, hurry with the camera!" He's also concerned that the guinea pig is squished between the cage and Hayden. Oh no! How are we going to console Ainsley when we have to explain to her that her guinea pig has been squished by her brother! Thank goodness the guinea pig was fine. She was pretty nervous around all of us for a few days, but overall she's fine.
How did this happen, you ask? Well, all I have to say is Hayden.... those of you who know him know if anyone can get themselves indside a guinea pig cage, it's Hayden. We were installing flooring in the girl's room earlier that day and their furniture and extra toys were all pushed into the closet. Hayden found their trash can and pushed it over to the dresser that the cage sits on. He opened the door (which is even hard for me to do) and put his entire upper body through the opening. From there all I can imagine is that he tried to pull himself, with the guinea pig in hand, through the door. He didn't fit as easily that way, so the entire cage came with him, collapsing down on him, shavings going everywhere. The pictures explain it better than I can.
How did this happen, you ask? Well, all I have to say is Hayden.... those of you who know him know if anyone can get themselves indside a guinea pig cage, it's Hayden. We were installing flooring in the girl's room earlier that day and their furniture and extra toys were all pushed into the closet. Hayden found their trash can and pushed it over to the dresser that the cage sits on. He opened the door (which is even hard for me to do) and put his entire upper body through the opening. From there all I can imagine is that he tried to pull himself, with the guinea pig in hand, through the door. He didn't fit as easily that way, so the entire cage came with him, collapsing down on him, shavings going everywhere. The pictures explain it better than I can.
So, in the battle of Hayden vs. the guinea pig cage.... I guess you can tell the cage wins! I'm hoping he's learned his lesson here.
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