Category: Birthdays

Garden party and good news

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Way-aye, Roscoe here again.

We had our party on Tuesday and it was nice and sunny! Here are the photos of our new present, and the party itself.

  • We got a new grassy tunnel
  • Nevile likes the grassy tunnel
  • Mam made me a cake
  • Biggles likes my cake
  • I shared it with him
  • Neville liked the cake too
Neville found a butterfly

Isn’t that a nice photo Mam got of Neville and the butterfly? Mam says it’s called a Red Admiral. Ahoy there, Red!

As you can tell, we had a good time. A grassy tunnel in the morning, to replace the one we’d eaten all the grass off long ago. Then in the afternoon, out in the not-too-hot sunshine, eating cake and wandering around the grass. The cake is made of mashed pellets, with added thyme and oregano, and decorated with cucumber pieces. It’s yummy!

Mam said she’s not used to making just one cake, and she automatically made enough for two. She’s put the other one in the freezer. She doesn’t know if pigs can eat defrosted pellet cake, but still.

Altogether it’s been a good week. Some nights we couldn’t sleep for the wind in the trees, and the rain on the roof, and neither could Mam.

A man came to fix the doors on the summerhouse, because they were collapsing. He didn’t mind working outside in all the winds we had. He made lots of nasty noises with something called a sander, or a saw. But the doors won’t break completely now; Mam said they were falling to pieces.

Mam put us out for a bit on Saturday before he left. It was still windy, but it had stopped raining and the ground was dry. And we inspected the doors and they look great!

But the really good news is that Mam spoke to Auntie Anna, who’s the new Sophie, and sorted out something that was a Misunderstanding. So Auntie Anna is visiting later this week, and then Mam can go over and select her new piggies! We can’t wait, but then, neither can Mam. And yet we’ve been waiting for months. Three and a half months, to be exact, since Bertie died. We miss him.

See you next week. And thank you for the extra questions. I’ll use them later when the news gets slow again. Keep them coming!

love

Roscoe xxx

We’re all exhausted!

On By geordieroscoeIn Birthdays5 Comments

Way-aye, Roscoe here, as usual.

Sorry about the late start today. We had an exhausting day yesterday.

It was Mam’s birthday. so of course we had to celebrate it with her. This wasn’t easy because several other people came over during the day, and they mostly sat in the garden, keeping two people-distances apart, chatting and having tea and sandwiches. Then when the kids arrived, we had to go out and see them too.

It wasn’t too bad. Seren decided not to have jelly and icecream that Mam had made, but she wanted to pet me. Well, she’s a bit heavy handed at the moment. At one stage Mam showed her how by stroking her hair, then she was much better.

She also fed us grass, but kept taking it away again. I think she thought I’d bite her finger. I wouldn’t do that, only if I didn’t know where her finger was. And when she moves it, that might happen. Mam noticed and suggested she hold it out flat on her hand and let me eat it, ‘like with horses’ Mam said. Well, if that’s what horses do, it works for us, too.

Anyway, after everyone had gone, Mam let us stay out on the grass for a bit longer, while she had a nap. It was quite a long nap, but we forgave her, and we were fine in our run, tents and tunnels. The grass was nice, too.

Roscoe on the grass

Then Mam spent quite a long time on the computer talking to Auntie Sophie, who sent her some pictures of lovely looking chaps. Bit too much competition for me, I think, but the Sheltie and his mate the ginger one with the white hat looked nice. Mind you, the pink-eyed whites looked nice as well. Auntie Sophie said they were very clever. More competition.

But Mam eventually decided that it really was too much for her to drive up and back in one day, and to do it by train means going through London, and that’s an avirus place, so she’s not going there. And even more important, she really wants to get to know the guinea pig people near here, so she has her ‘support group’ whatever that is. So she’s going to email them again to see how things stand.

It would be nice to get that other run filled with some new friends. Then again, we can’t go on holiday to a cottage somewhere once there’s more than four of us. Although… Mam did used to say ‘more than two cages worth,’ and we’ve been in three for ages. Maybe she’ll change her mind.

So that’s this week’s news, and an explanation of why I’m late posting. Oh, I didn’t really explain that, did I? Yes, couldn’t get on the machine last night, because Mam was talking to Auntie Sophie, and this morning… well, we’re all still exhausted.

See you next week

love

Roscoe xxx

G is for Garden Parties and other things

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We’re back to our A to Z weekly blogging challenge today.  I’m Roscoe, the handsome one of the party. The one with the dashing eye patch!

G is for Garden parties, Gotcha days, Gardening and something Mam does pretty often, which is Golf.

We had hoped to have a Garden party last week to celebrate the blog’s anniversary.  Mam is very happy you came and visited her special anniversary post, but is a mite disappointed that people haven’t entered her Giveaway. I mean, it’s like a raffle, and friends enter raffles, don’t they?  So step up and enter the Giveaway.  It’s at the bottom of Tuesday’s post.

Mam says she might add everyone who’s left a comment on the blog anyway.

Jubilee Garden Party
Biggles and Bertie have Gotcha cake
Colman’s 7th birthday 2015
Kevin’s 5th birthday party
Neville helps Bertie eat his cake
Roscoe and his Gotcha cake
Midge’s 3rd birthday party

We generally have Garden parties for birthdays, and  Gotcha Days, which are the dates on which some of us arrived here, rather than the date we were born.  Nev and I don’t know when we were born, and neither does Mam, so we have our Gotcha Day on 18th August.  Bertie and Biggles celebrate their birthday in February, and we have an indoor party for that.  Garden parties are a tradition here, though.  Mam says we might have one for Princelings Day, 13th June.

Gardening is something Mam does to keep the garden tidy, while we do the gras mowing for her.  This weekend she was weeding the new veggies.  She says the salad leaves are nearly ready to pick, and the carrots and kohl rabi are growing nicely.  She took out weeds like chickweed and some mini dandelions and mini fennel, which she gave us to try. We liked them. She gave us some extra Grass she found too.  Yum.

Golf is what Mam does when she goes out all day.  She usually gets us cuddled, cleaned and fed then says ‘Bye Boys, see you after 3,’ or after 5, or before dark, and she goes out of the door.  She comes back later, and usually she brings food or hay.  So Golf is obviously related to shopping.

So that’s it for G, apart from George, of course, who was Gorgeous, and so am I.  He-he 🙂

See you next time

love

Roscoe xxx

 

Biggles and Bertie are two

Bertie here again!

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Hello everybody.  I asked Roscoe very nicely if I could post again today to tell you about my birthday.  He said something like “I suppose you’d better because you’ll be insuferabel till you’ve told everyone”.  I don’t know what insuferabel means but I expect it’s a compliment.

We had a lovely time.  Mummy did portraits of us in the morning… look:

and then we had a nice run in the kitchen.  Later we came downstairs again, and Mummy had set up a lovely party room for us.  I enjoyed running around in that, and everyone came!  I spoke very nicely to Roscoe, and he spoke nicely to me most of the time, but Mummy decided he’d better go home before the party ended.  Then Biggles came down.  We said hello, and then I said something Biggles didnt agree with, and Mummy asked me if I’d enjoyed myself (which I had), and she took me home.  From the photos it looks like Neville helped Biggles enjoy his own birthday cake, as we’d already demolished mine.

Bertie poses with his cake
Neville helps Bertie eat his cake
Neville, Roscoe and Bertie pile in to the cake
Biggles leads Neville to his own cake
Biggles poses with Birthday cake

And when the party was finally over, Mummy got me and Biggles to sit together on the chair in our room so we could have a photo together like I did with Uncle Percy.

We both sat very nicely and didn’t fight at all.  Biggles didn’t want his cucumber, so I helped him out.  Then he changed his mind.  There’s no pleasing some people!

But Mummy said we were good boys, and she hoped we enjoyed our birthday.  Well, I did, anyway!

Thank you for sending me happy birthday wishes, it was very kind of you.

And we hope Auntie Tori is feeling okay after her vet visit.  I think she had to stay in, so we hope she’s well enough to come home soon.

I’ll let Roscoe blog next week.

Love

Bertie (aged 2)

It’s my birthday on Thursday

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Hi there, Bertie here.  It’s my birthday on Thursday!  I’ll be two years old.  Biggles will be two, too.  Mummy says we can have a party in the living room again. I like parties.  We had a great time last year.

But now I feel sad, because last year I was with Midge and Percy having a good time.  Mummy says they were some of her favourite pictures of the year, the three of us gathered around my cake.

Bertie and Midge
Roscoe and Neville
Neville at our first birthday
Roscoe checks out the room
Midge and Percy help Bertie with his cake
Percy at B&B’s 1st birthday party

But this year we might all get together if I promise not to argue with Biggles.  Or Roscoe.  Roscoe and I have been having chats through our cages, and also chats on the floor in the kitchen when we change over.  But only short ones.  It’s because Roscoe’s older than me and doesn’t agree that I’m in charge. We have a conversation about it and then I try to put my foot down and Mummy steps in and picks one of other of us up before we can get cross with each other.  She wouldn’t need to do that if Roscoe would only agree with me.

On the diet front, we all lost weight this week except for Biggles.  Mummy’s very pleased with us.  We’re very pleased with Mummy, too, although she said she had a bad day yesterday.  If we doled out her food for her, she wouldn’t be able to help herself to other things.  That’s her problem, really.

Have a nice week and hopefully we’ll have some new party pictures for you next time.

Love

Bertie (aged 1) xxx

Birthday cake and Gotcha party

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Way-aye! Roscoe here, full of Gotcha cake, or was it birthday party? I’m not sure, and I don’t think Mam was either.

Anyroad, yesterday we had a party with cake. Me and Neville have been here a whole year. I have to say, I like it here. I’ve got used to the funny way Mam talks, and Bertie and Biggles too, for that matter.

Neville with cake
Roscoe and his Gotcha cake

Nev and I like our cage and the time we spend in the garden, especially with the blue tunnel to play in. And the morning routine is good too: Nev gets a cuddle and some cucumber (six pieces, he says, cos he counts), then gets to go on the floor for a run, with Biggles, who’s already been through the cuddle-cucumber bit. Then I get a cuddle and six pieces of cucumber, if I can’t fool Mam into giving me more. Then I join Nev on the floor and Biggles goes back in his cage.

Then Bertie goes and gets cuddled and finishes up the cucumber, and when he comes into the kitchen I get picked up and put back, then Nev joins me.  Sometimes he stays a while to talk to Bertie, but I don’t like him doing that.  Makes me cross to think Bertie has been trying to cuddle up to him.  No matter, I forgive him after a bit.  Then we get our pellets, and then Mam gets the breakfast from the garden or the fridge or a mixture of the two.

After we’ve eaten, it’s time for a snooze.  And maybe we’ll go outside on the grass in the afternoon.

Then sometimes, like this weekend, we do other things later in the day, like have parties.  The cake was delicious, although Nev was too busy with grass to start with.  The grass has grown.  I think we should be out there to trim it for you every day, Mam.