the guinea pig that laid the golden eggs
By Baker Street
The laboratory staff experimented extensively before they were able breed the
guinea pig that laid the golden eggs. Once they had done this, they placed him
in a nice little square cage, all on his own.
Each day the guinea pig would lay one or two beautiful and valuable golden
eggs for them, and they were very pleased. They fed and looked after the guinea
pig, as he laid golden eggs for them each day. Then they would close him up in
his cage at night, so that he could sleep, and start laying golden eggs anew in
The laboratory staff bought new townhouses, flashy sports cars, and whatever
else their hearts desired, with the money that they made from the golden eggs
which the guinea pig laid. At night they went for wild drinking and spending
binges at the local casinos. Life, and the magical guinea pig, was treating them
Unfortunately, they did not return the favor. They started to treat the
guinea pig abhorrently. They hardly ever fed it, and it was almost starving
daily. The people put in charge of looking after him, neglected him badly, and
his condition (mental and physical) deteriorated speedily. Sometimes they would
prod him with a stick through the wire mesh of the cage, just for fun. Then they
would take the thin, sickly guinea pig from his cage, and squeeze a few more
eggs out of him by hand.
The golden eggs were their only concern now; they didn’t give a damn about
the guinea pig anymore. So one night, the guinea pig packed up his suitcase and
left, while they were all out partying. He went back to his roots, and seeked
the comfort and solitude of nature. It was up to him to look after his own well
being, as no-one, besides himself, were interested in this job anymore.
He vanished into the vast magical forest, and was never seen by human eyes
again. He retired peacefully in the forest, but the humans who had mistreated
him were devastated when they found he had left.
Gone was the guinea pig, and there would never be another golden egg. Not a
single one. The bank foreclosed on all their houses and cars when they were
unable to keep up the payments, and they all wound up as hobos on the
Pity. And to think, all it would have taken to avoid all this misfortune, was
to give one little guinea pig a little love and attention.