Celia was amazed by how soft he was. As she placed the lil fellow on her shoulder. She was always curious about these spunky little critters.

The animal she chose, was a short haired american guinea pig. The one with the silky soft coat and even temperment. It had rusty brown fur with white accents that peeked out here and there.

The guinea pig responded well to being handled. He sniffed her neck to get an indentifying scent. She stood still as she was holding him as to not scare him and make him ill at ease.

Celia was amazed how such a small animal could generate such warmth. She felt this warm presence all over her shoulder. It rested comfortably on her.

The animal, was completly relaxed on her shoulder. It even rested its head along her collarbone. She had thought for a moment that it might have gone to sleep.

But this she took, as a sign. That the animal fully trusted her and was in complete peace. It wanted not to move but to stay there nestled comfortably above her beating heart.