Grass and yummy things but no sunshine yet

On April 16, 2018April 15, 2018 By PercyIn Food3 Comments

Hello everybody. Percy here again. Although Bertie did ask me if he could start blogging again. He may be back soon, just wait till he has something to talk about other than himself.

It’s been a funny week. Mummy seemed to hope we’d be getting out in the garden this weekend, but it didn’t happen. Roscoe reported she’d been outside without her coat on, so we were hopeful, but she said the grass was too damp for us. She did bring us in a big handful on many days, and it was a little damp, but it was freshly picked and very yummy. Saturday she brought us in fresh leaves with roots. I think she calls them weeds, but there was dandelion, sow thistle and chickweed among other things. Then yesterday we had a lot of leaves she grows for us in the garden. Chard, radicchio, salsify (yum), and also some others we weren’t too keen on. A bit too strong for our delicate tastes. It was great to have fresh leaves, though.

Mummy had a good look at my teeth yesterday and asked me why I had my lower jaw over to the right. I didn’t know, it just did that of its own accord. She felt around my jawline and said she thought my lump had gone down my neck a bit, and wrapped around the hinge of my jaw. She’s started giving me metacam again. Seems all right to me. I thought you’d like to know, though.

I hope we go out on the grass this week. Keep your fingers crossed for us, please.

Happy Easter

On April 2, 2018April 2, 2018 By PercyIn Food, Health3 Comments

Hello everybody. Happy Easter from me, Percy, and all the others here at George’s Guinea Pig World.

We had a nice couple of days last week and Mummy brought us in a little bit of grass on one of them. She said the grass isn’t growing as much as it did before the snow, though. And then, guess what? It snowed again last night! It turned to rain agin, but it’s still too cold out there for us to go outside.

Mummy’s been very busy cleaning and tidying. She stands by her box of paper and tears it up for hours on end, then she takes the box downstairs and comes back with it all empty. Then she fills it up again. It’s funny to watch her, but I suppose it’s a bit like eating hay. As soon as you finish, more arrives.

I’ve stopped taking my metacam for a bit. Mummy says there’s no sign of my lump, and if it comes back I can have the metacam again. I’m having the nutrimed instead, which is also supposed to help keep the lump down. Nutrimed is better for me because it’s not so strong and better for my kidneys. But sometimes metacam is the right thing to have, and sometimes nutrimed is better. I’m happy if Mummy’s happy. She’s giving me and Midge both a Joint Support tablet in the evening, and I think that is doing both of us good. Midge seems much less grouchy now he’s having that. It has something called glucosamine in it, and it’s good for our joints. This is Kevin with the Joint Support bottle.

Bertie gets very jealous if he doesn’t have something, so Mummy gives him a few pellets of our Pro-Fibre. He loves them! Well, so do we. We have a small scoop each in the evening. It helps our digestion. Midge likes them because it means we’ve got more in our foodbowl. He loves eating out of his food bowl. I do too, but not as much as Midge does.

Anyway, we’re all well, and everyone downstairs is fine, too. I know, because I usually get to have a quick chat to Neville in the morning before Mummy puts me back after my run. See you in a couple of weeks.

Is this the real grass? Is it just fantasy?

On October 9, 2017October 7, 2017 By bertie bossybootsIn Food1 Comment

Mummy gave us a pile of grass the other day. It was sunny all day. She was out in her golf things as usual. When she got home it was too cold for us to go out. It’s not fair, is it? You agree with me, don’t you? But she did go into the garden and pick some grass for us. It was a big pile. Well, Percy and Midge had a pile that was twice the size of mine. But that was for two of them. And Midge is twice the size of me anyway.

On Saturday it was pretty dull and wet. It wasn’t cold though. Something called ‘the heating’ came on. It made it very comfortable, especially in the early morning. Mummy didn’t go out in the garden, according to Oscar, who sometimes tells me these things in the morning. She took the rubbish out, but said it was raining. But in the afternoon she came round to all of us with a big tub of grass. She gave us a handful each. It was very dry. Very very dry, but it wasn’t hay. It was green. It smelled more like grass than hay, but stronger than fresh grass. I ate some of it then left the rest for later.

Percy says it’s called Ready-grass. It’s okay, I suppose. Not as good as real grass, but better than nothing.

I hate nothing.

Percy says I’ve never had nothing, so how would I know?

I just do, that’s all. Ready-grass is okay, but not much like real grass. It must be fantasy grass.

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Boring week

On September 11, 2017September 11, 2017 By bertie bossybootsIn Food1 Comment

Hello, Bertie here again. We had a very boring week. We didn’t go outside once. Not once!

It was either too cold, too wet, or Mummy wasn’t here.

Mummy was out yesterday too. It was cooler than it has been. She wore her thick grey coat she calls a sweater. I don’t think it makes her sweat. It just keeps her warmer. It was funny in the evening, because it got warmer for a while. She still wore her stripey sweater, though.

Breakfasts have been good though. Here are a sample of this week’s breakfasts. Well, one breakfast demonstrated by each of us.

Roscoe and Neville

Biggles

Oscar

Percy with Midge

Bertie at the pellets

Bertie at the corn husks

Ten things I like

On August 14, 2017August 13, 2017 By bertie bossybootsIn Food1 Comment

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

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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Can I stop at six, Percy?
What about Mummy?
Oh yes, I like Mummy too. I like Mummy a lot, especially when she gives me cucumber – oh!
Cucumber. I like cucumber a LOT. 🙂

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

What do you like?

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P for Pellets #AtoZChallenge

On April 19, 2017February 22, 2017 By PercyIn a to z challenge, Food2 Comments

Hello and welcome to George’s Guinea Pig World. I’m Percy, and I run this place with Kevin. George set it up in 2009, which is before I was born. I live in a nice cage next to Oscar, and his brother Midge lives next to Kevin.

Our A to Z theme is “Our Favourite Things”

P is for Pellets

There are two kinds of pellets, and our favourite is the kind you eat (not the kind you poop).

They come in a bag with the name Harringtons on it, and it says ‘Optimum Guinea Pig Food, no artificial colours or flavourings and no added sugar, made in North Yorkshire.’ There are pictures of two piggies on the front, both of which look a bit like Kevin. It always seems to me that pictures of guinea pigs mostly look like Kevin, with ginger cheeks and a white stripe down his face which goes over his mouth. Why is that? Is this a body image thing? Aren’t black guinea pigs just as handsome? Apparently red-eyed guinea pigs get a bad deal too, but Fred and George were red-eyed, and they were all-over ginger, too. But anyway, I was talking about pellets.

They are nice and tasty and crunchy and good for our teeth as well as our tummies. But we shouldn’t have too many or we could get fat. Hay is best. Or grass. With pellets as a supplement. Apparently.

Mummy says other brands are available, but she thinks we like these best.

I don’t like tomato, by the way. Kevin loves it. He would.

George's Guinea Pig World

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