From a fellow breeder

(I measured every car we looked at for carrier space for the pigs before I settled on the Scion xD.)

Pat H’s contribution. This woman is my worthy opponent in Satins.

You might be a serious cavy breeder if:

You buy more greens for your cavies than yourself.
You bought 10# of carrots yesterday and there aren’t any left.
You learned to use a computer just to run your pedigree software.
If your favorite PIN # is 2289 (C-A-V-Y).
The first thing you look at in the Sunday paper is the produce ads.
Your cavies eat more of the produce from your garden than you do.
Your lawn is considered the hay field and you yell at the kids/dogs for running through it.
You only cut your lawn when there will be 3 days of nice weather to dry the hay.
You spill something liquid in the kitchen and you run for a handful of shavings to soak it up.
Every time you go to Wal-Mart you take a spin through the plastic bin isle to look for sales.
You examine a hairbrush before using it to see if it is yours or the cavies’.
All the toenail clippers in the house have migrated to the caviary.
You had to increase your trash service to accommodate the used bedding.
You hang all your coats on hooks because you used all the wire coat-hangers for the water bottles.
You faithfully give your cavies vitamin C every day, but can’t remember to take it yourself.
You can sleep through the TV and noisy kids, but the tiny squeak of a newborn cavy will rocket you from bed.
You plan your vacations around major shows.
You choose your new car based on how many carriers will fit in it.
You choose your new home based on where the caviary would be.