I was tempted to say G is for Grape or for Green Bean, but really and truly, there is nothing better than G for Grass. I could live on grass. My wild ancestors certainly did. We just love it. It may surprise you to know there are different types of grass in a field but you may not notice unless they flower. I’m tempted to just post pictures of us and grass, just so I can spend my time gazing at my favourite subject. Grazing at it would be even better.
George's Guinea Pig World 
Thanks for the lovely pics, Vic. I’ll bet you and Mummy love to reminisce about your road trips to Scotland. I always enjoyed the photos and recaps.
I have to admit that the pics made me a little sad. I miss Fred, George, and Hugo, as you do I’m sure. I’m just a silly old Auntie. What ever will you do with me, Vic? Sigh.
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I don’t think you’re silly, Auntie. Have a smooch from me ❤
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Right back atcha, V. XO
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I like your pet, I was planning to have one too. I guess G grass fits for your pet too.
Do check out my G at GAC a-z
http://pa-ul.blogspot.com
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You are very funny.
Nice pictures of what sounds like an amazing visit to Scotland. Stay warm my furry little friend, Geoff.
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Thank you Mr Geoff. I think I’ll take a nap in my snuggle tunnel next. That’s nice and warm. You can see a picture of Hugo in it above. I’ll be in my cage though. The grass is too damp at the moment.
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