Ten things I like

Bertie here today.  I didn’t know what to talk about.  Mummy said, tell people what you like.  Percy said make a list of ten things.  You don’t want to bore people.

So here is my list

  1. Apple.  We don’t often have apple. It’s delicious.  We had one yesterday. Mummy picked it up from the tree on the golf course.  That means golf is good for something.
  2. Carrot.  We get carrot most days but I never get enough. Percy says he and Midge don’t get enough either.  Biggles says Oscar gets lots, and sometimes another in the evening. That’s not fair.  Percy says it’s because Oscar needs to put on weight. That’s still not fair.
  3. My tent.  My tent is blue. It’s in my loft area.  I like to sleep on the fleece behind it, because it makes me feel safe.  I like my tent.
  4. Running around in the garden. I love running around in the garden.  I like the feel of the grass on my feet.  I like eating grass too.  I like the way the birds and things fly around above us.  It makes me feel good to be out in the garden.
  5. Running around in the kitchen. It’s fun running around in the kitchen.  It’s not as much fun as the garden.  If Mummy leaves the door open, I like to go out in the garden, but she tells me off and makes me go back inside.
  6. My uncles, Percy and Midge.  They live next door to me and they are good fun, mostly.  They get irritated by me sometimes too.  But I still like them.
  7. Can I stop at six, Percy?
  8. What about Mummy?
  9. Oh yes, I like Mummy too.  I like Mummy a lot, especially when she gives me cucumber – oh!
  10. Cucumber.  I like cucumber a LOT. 🙂

Bertie at home

There, I’ve done it.  I made a list of ten things.

What do you like?

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We got wet!

We were out in the garden on Saturday. Oh, I should tell you it’s Bertie here.  Anyway, we were out in the garden on Saturday.  We went out early, about 2 o’clock, because Mummy was here.  She’d finished the gardening she wanted to do.  Then she had a drink and was reading while we did the rest of the grass for her.  She says Oscar and I aren’t much good at mowing her grass, but I think we’re brilliant.  We do our patches all by ourselves.  Percy, Midge and Biggles share the workload on theirs.  What, Percy?  Yes I know yours is three times as big.  You still have help.

Anyway, I was saying about getting wet.  Mummy went upstairs to do something.  I think she forgot to come down again. We were there for quite a while, and it got even cloudier.  It had been cloudy before, but this was worse.  Then it started to plop little plops of water around the place.  It was like being in a mist, only bigger.  It settled on the grass and on the tents and the tunnels and things.  Midge told me to go in the tent and he went into his.  Oscar said he was fine up against the covers of the kale bed.  Biggles ran from the tent to the tunnel to the new big tunnel.  I think he went under the tent for a while.  Percy went in the blue tunnel.  Everything got pretty wet, but Midge decided it was still good to eat.  He came out and started eating again.  His coat was sort of wet on top, but he said he was nice and warm.  He said he couldn’t feel the rain.  I tried it, and I couldnt feel it either, except on my nose and ears.  Percy told us not to be silly, didn’t you, Percy? (-Yes, I did.)

Anyway, suddenly Mummy rushed out to see us, apologising for leaving us out in the rain, and thank goodness it wasn’t heavy.  She said she hadn’t done that since Fred, George, Victor and Hugo were young.  That’s a very very long time ago.  Percy said it was so long ago it’s the dawn of history.  He started talking about the difference between our time and Mummy’s time. I think he’s going to tell you about that next week. (-I will if I remember)

So that’s our big adventure this week.

By the way, my nose is better now… look.

PS We were all perfectly warm enough, and we’re fine today, thank you.

PPS It was Hugo’s day yesterday.  Hugo tends to get left out of Days, for some reason.  Mummy said to remember him when I did the post.  Here’s a photo.

Hugo on Mull

Mummy’s going out again

I suppose I’ve got used to Mummy going out now.

When she comes in again we usually go out in the garden.  Not when the sky’s been making funny noises and dropping water everywhere. That happened yesterday when she was out.  She still seemed happy when she came back.

This morning she went out without giving us cuddles and cleaning again.  She did that Saturday, too.  She had to go to early golf, but she said she’d clean us out when she came back.  And we’d go out in the garden.  She was wearing her golf clothes both days.  I don’t know why she has to play so early she misses out on our cuddles.

Apparently Midge now weighs 1.68 kg.  That’s a new record for any pig in our house.  The previous record was held by Percy at 1.64.  Mummy’s going to take him to the vet tomorrow to make sure it’s only appetite, not something heavy growing in him.  She’s going to take Percy for his lump to be measured, and Oscar because he doesn’t weigh enough and his results should be through.  I don’t understand what that means, but apparently you do.  And she has to pick up lots of extra feeds for pigs with special dietary needs.  I guess you understand that, too.

I weigh over 1 kg now.  Biggles weighs more than me. We’re both quite big now, nearly as big as Oscar.

My Nose and Midge’s Birthday

Hello, Bertie here today.

Last week was funny.  We went out in the garden on Monday and Tuesday. The next day it started raining so we didn’t go again until Saturday.  We still got our floor time in the morning. One of those days I got into a bit of an argument with Oscar when Mummy wasn’t looking.  He bit me on the nose!  It was only a scratch. By Friday it was looking a mess, because Mummy had washed the neat dried blood off and put sticky stuff called medicinal honey on it.  So it looks much worse than it is.  Here’s a picture of me on Saturday to prove it!

Bertie's nose bites

Sunday (yesterday) was nice.  Mummy moved our runs.  There’s less shade so we have to have the green shades up. There’s much more space, running between the vegetable beds again.

The most important part of Sunday was Midge’s birthday!  Mummy did one of her special cakes, at least that’s what Percy says it was. I’d never seen one before. Oscar had his own portion, which he ate right up, and so did I. Mine didn’t have candles on it, because it wasn’t my birthday.  My birthday is in February.  I share it with Biggles, who shared Midge’s cake with Midge and Percy.  I hope we get cake in February.  It’s yummy.  I finished it all up.  Well, so did everyone.

Bertie at home

Where does Mummy go?

Hello.  Bertie here.

I was told when I came upstairs that I’d see Mummy more often.

It isn’t true.  She’s here sometimes in the morning.  Then she goes somewhere and a long time later she comes back.  She often asks if we missed her.  I never reply, because I don’t know how.  I mean, no I didn’t miss her.  But she wasn’t here.  It would be nice if she was here more.  They told me I’d see more of her if I came upstairs.  But I don’t.

It’s been very warm the last few days.  We go out on the grass in the evening for an hour or two. It mostly starts out even warmer out there, but gets nice and comfortable.  Then we come back in.  Sometimes it feels warmer inside.  Sometimes it feels cooler.  Last night it was hot and sticky.  We had to remind Mummy it was cucumber time.  Then she went and got it and that cooled us down.

Percy sleeps

Even though it’s hot Percy still snoozes inside his snugglesac.  I sleep on the hay in the loft.  Midge sleeps on the hay or on top of the snuggletunnel.  It’s okay when it’s hot, but Mummy complains.

Anyway, if you know where Mummy goes, please tell me.

love,

Bertie.

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Bertie and Percy

Hello, I’m Bertie!

Hello.  This is my first post.  Percy is going through it to make it look good.  He says my spelling is atro… bad.  I’m only four months old.  I haven’t even been to school yet.

Percy says this IS school.

Oh.  Well, it’s a lot of fun.

Percy says it’s not fun for him.  I keep interrupting him.

Midge in the run

I like teasing Uncle Percy.  And Uncle Midge, but he’s more serious. He’s more likely to bop me on the nose.  I bopped him back once and he and Mummy told me off.

Uncle Percy just complains loudly.  Then Mummy turns round from this machine and asks him what’s wrong.  Then she tells me to behave.  I put on my angelic face and she turns away.

I like my uncles.  I like my Mummy too.  I don’t like my brother Biggles any more because he kept trying to attack me.  Now if I see him I try to get in first.  Mummy tries to make sure we don’t get in the same room together.

And then there’s Oscar.  Oscar’s funny.  I don’t know what to make of him.  Sometimes he seems really nice and then he growls at you and starts to snap.  I keep away from him.  I think that’s best.

I think it’s time for cucumber now, so I’ll go and get some.

Bye bye.

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