Turns out Sarge is a girl. At least now I can stop worrying about any incest happening before we take ‘em in to get ‘em fixed. (Actually, the vet makes house calls. Neutering on the kitchen table! Bet you can’t wait to see those pictures.)
I'm reminded of when I was in kindergarten and we went to Bermuda for vacation. My brother had a guinea pig named Bucky, who we sent to a friend's house for the week we would be away. Just as we were leaving for the airport we received a call, which I remember this way: "Bucky had babies!...and then she ate them." And then Bucky became Buckina.
Sargent is going to remain Sargent, for now.
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