It was actually rather cool. This morning I noted she wanted a nestbox (and since I had planned to give her one that was no biggie)...but then she was all confused about it so I gave her two so she took the straw from one and put it in the other.
Went to the house, did dishes, came back out to collect a guinea pig and said ACK!!! she's had babies and didn't pull fur! So I quickly rescued the three kits and made a nest. Pulled a kit from no-name doe to help keep them warm. Gave them some of my saved fur and life is good. Wasn't God good in his timing there? I"m just amazed at how he reminds me to just trust him.