I was living in Bisbee, Arizona. Its a small little mining town that is famous for its turquoise, considered the second most valuable in the world (landers being the first). It is a very small town indeed. The population is about the size of my small liberal arts college (5-6,0000). I called it Mayberry, like in the Andy Griffith Show! There was a lady there who bred guinea pigs and I went to look at this one baby that she had. He wasn't old enough to be seperated from his mother yet. His name was Percival. I fell in love with Percival and agreed to be his mommy, but I had to leave him there until he got older. She mentioned that she had another young male pig that she "didn't really need" (this is how people who breed animals think I guess.....beyond me!). She pulled out this adorable deep rich brown creature who had fur going every which way. He just looked at me. When I held him he was quite calm, which she said was unusual for him. I could tell he wanted a home, and so Starbucks Pembleton, as he later came to be known, came home with me that night. His squirminess and feistiness quickly became apparent! But it is endearing. And he has his moments when he will close his eyes and cuddle against me when I pet him....just for a second, letting his tough guy image slip away. So many people name their brown pets "Hershey" or "Cocoa" and I wanted to be different but still honor his beautiful brown coat, thus his first name "Starbucks". And his second name "Pembleton" is after my favorite character from an old TV series called Homicide: Life on The Street. And Pembleton also was a lovely shade of brown. So there you have it. That is how me and my little Starbuck Pembleton the guinea pig came to be together!