The Piggies are saved. 
They went home with my little Professor. (Besides being uber-smart, he is the most polite, considerate child I have ever met. He’s got a great personality, too. He’s like a little grown-up!) Professor had told me his mom said he could take them “if no one else wanted them”. The way he said it made me think she didn’t really want them. So I said we could wait and see if anyone else said anything. One girl did bring in a note, but they only wanted Princess S, if I was willing to split them up. I bought the Divine Miss M so Princess would have a friend, so I wasn’t willing to do that. A few other kids tried to tell me, “Oh my mom said I could take them!” but it was just wishful thinking. (No note, no piggies.)
So Thursday, Professor brought in a note. He said it was from his mom, and I could see it was really long. I had forgotten he might take the guinea pigs, and I started to panic at the sight of all that writing. (Can you tell I don’t get nice notes from parents?) I said, “Uh-oh… is it bad?” He was like, “Oh, no! Not at all!” and gave it to me. And even though he told me it wasn’t bad, I still couldn’t bring myself to skim more than the first few lines. I put it in my pocket and said I’d read it at the assembly. (I feigned caring about being late. 
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The note was totally cute. His mom started by saying, “After reviewing Professor’s tests, I told him he could have the guinea pigs.” I laughed because this kid is brilliant. Was there really any doubt he would be kicking butt in all subjects? She went on to say what a shame it is that I have to give them away, and I could visit whenever I want. I think she is just a really nice person, like her son, but I also found out later that she can’t stand Principal Pretty. The kids know Pretty is the one who said I had to get rid of them, so I wonder if that had anything to do with her willingness to take them. It was so hard to hide my excitement at finding someone else who sees through her. I just nodded and smiled as a kind of, “No comment”.
Professor kept telling me if I ever wanted them back to just tell him, because he couldn’t imagine giving away his dog. I said I wouldn’t do that to him. Besides, if I can’t have them at school, what am I gonna do with two guinea pigs? Professor will take them out and play with them, and they will love it. I know they are in good hands.
However, I retain the right to use them as characters in a children’s book!
Hurray!!! I want to shake Professor’s hand. What a delightful sounding child.
He is a teacher’s dream. A classroom full of kids like him would be heaven on Earth, or better yet, they could teach themselves.
I’m sorry you had to give the piggies up, but I am glad they are going to a good home!
Yes, I feel much better with them going to this boy and not the girl who only wanted Princess S. (She’s very very very low, and the apple didn’t fall far from the tree. It’s scary.)
My sons were no “Professors,” but more than once the class pet came home with them. I think we’re just “Suckers.” I had a girl who asked on the first day of school if we were going to have a class pet. I just pointed to a small red rubber dinosaur on my desk and said, “You’re looking at it.”
Not suckers, kind-hearted.
I love your class pet! I need one like that.
Hey and then it could go home on the weekends like at my last school, and the kids had to write what it did that weekend. (Granted, that was first grade, but totally cute!)
I am so sorry you had to get rid of them. Having a class pet is such a wonderful thing.
I’m glad they went to a good home.