A lady having a driving lesson found a guinea pig on our front lawn. Luckily I’d just got in from a dog walk when the lady and her instructor rang the intercom to ask if he or she was ours which no we don’t have a guinea pig. Went knocking on doors to check if anybody owned it or knew who owned him or her no luck. Then I was holding him or her while mum phoned our vets who advised we take the little one to the pet medics in wardly swinton. The little one was injured, looked like a cat had attacked the poor thing, it’s eye and ear were bleeding. I sadly didn’t have anything suitable to keep the poor thing in that would stop Buddy getting him or her or I would have done and didn’t think to take a picture. The little one is now at the vets. Receptionist said it will probably be sent to a rehoming centre and we had to fill a form in to say where it was found, who found it etc. I’m hoping the owner is reunited with the guinea pig. I’m going to knock on more doors too giving a description of the guinea pig in hopes I find the owner and if I do I’ll tell them where the guinea pig is. I hope we did the right thing. I’ve now changed my fleece.