Hello, Pippin here. Ludo told you all about the noises in the kitchen last week. They continued. Mummy put us in the summerhouse some mornings, then our run in the garden for some grass in the afternoons. That was probably the best part of the week. The men didn’t come on Friday, or the weekend, …
Hello, Ludo here. We've nearly finished mourning. It's six weeks since Victor died, which went slowly at first and now it's gone fast. We come out of mourning next Sunday. Pippin and I sometimes talk to each other, and sometimes we sit alongside each other. I think it's just by accident: our hay racks are …
Hello, Ludo here. It’s been a quiet week here, as you might expect after Victor went over the rainbow bridge. Mummy brought his body over to each of us to say goodbye, which we did. Then she took him away, and on Friday she said she was scattering his ashes on our little hill where …
Hello, Pippin here. Mummy asked who was going to blog today, and the others went and hid. So you’ve got me. Apparently it’s the end of January this week. And to celebrate, Mummy gave us presents. I think they are plates for our breakfast. They seem to be made of hay, though, so naturally Victor …
Hello, Ludo here. I start to realise why Locksley would ask us what to write about each week. It’s hard at this time of year, to think of something to say. It gets dark early, the evenings are long. We get our food. I’m bored with lettuce. Mummy worries I’m off my food, but I’m …
Hello, Victor here. It’s been a sad week, as you can imagine. Locksley struggled round to see me after early evening meds, and we chatted about how he felt, and how he could see the rainbow bridge in the distance. Then he went over to the other corner and chatted to Ludo. Later he went …
George's Guinea Pig World 