Frankie lives!

After a softball game yesterday, a couple members of my team and I headed out towards our cars. We had to cross a small field on the University campus to get there, and I slowed when I realized that two of my friends had plopped down in the grass to look at something.

The thing they were watching was scurrying around in a patch of grass and weeds but it was much too big to be a mouse or rat or even squirrel, but much too small for even a kitten.

Turns out...it was a guinea pig! He was terrified and out of his element. Someone had just dumped him and all of his cage materials in the grass, including carrots and the liner chips from his cage. Can you believe it? I snapped a picture of him with my cell phone in case you cannot.

I left to meet up with the rest of our team at the bar, but the guys became obsessed with little Frankie (I yelled "good luck with Frank!" as I walked away and the name stuck). An hour and a half after I left, they reported to me that they brought him to the Golden Valley Humane Society where he could be properly taken care of.

They called to check on him yesterday, and the staff said he is doing perfectly well and in a few days will be ready to be adopted. Well done, boys!