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It hardly ever stops raining

On By geordieroscoeIn weather2 Comments

Way-aye, Roscoe here.

We had all that hot weather in the spring, and it seems for the last five weeks it hasn’t stopped raining. Mam’s been worried about the summerhouse roof which had some damp patches, and the men came to fix it in September, and then it hasn’t stopped raining since, until yesterday, for about an hour.

But the roof isn’t fixed properly and Mam called the fixers back to look at it and tell her what they were going to do to make it right. It’s even worse than before they fixed it, and our hay that’s stored in there is getting a bit damp. Mam noticed, of course, and brought it in to the spare room yesterday, and it’s drier already.

Ludo got a right shock when Mam and the fixing man were outside his window at floor time. He shot round the floor run then jumped clean over it and went and hid in among the tents. We all stood and stared at him, not realising what his problem was. I think Mam saw him, because she came in very quickly afterwards and rescued him, and soothed him, before going back outside (in the rain).

Ludo doesn’t seem to be settling very well. He’s okay on Mam’s lap, and when he’s on the floor and Mam’s not here he’s fine. In fact, he relaxes a bit when Mam isn’t here. But if she comes in, or comes close to his run, he hides.

Locksley’s okay. He’s grown into a proper guinea pig shape now. But he’s learning bad habits from Ludo. Like hiding instead of coming to be picked up. He sort of does half and half rt present. Hides in the far corner and makes out he’s scared, then lets himself be ushered to the corner nearest me, and then he picks up as easy as anything. But he’ll come forward for his cucumber now.

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Mam says he’s doing fine, and Ludo will take as long as he needs. But I can’t see either of them coming up to the side of the cage for a head scratch any time soon. I think Ludo stares at me as if I’m mad when I do that, but I like it, and so does Mam.

Mam’s been a bit busy with her book. I think she needs to spend more time sitting by their run, reading or something, like she did a couple of weeks after they first came. They’ll get more used to her that way.

Ah, well, what do I know, I’m just a guinea pig.

Have a nice November.

love

Roscoe xxxxx

I’m asking the Questions

On By geordieroscoeIn weather5 Comments

Way-aye, Roscoe here.

I’ve got some pictures of hay-making and our late night grass time this week. But first I’m asking for Questions.

I was telling Mam how hard it is to think of something to say each week, and Mam said ‘why not interview the others?’

When I said I didn’t know what to ask them, she said to ask you.

So, please would you ask questions in the comments that I can ask Biggles and Neville. Then I’ll ask them and write each up on one day. Mam says she’ll think of some too, and it’ll be a Profile of each of us. That suggests I have to interview myself, too.

Mam’s put the hay up on a rack in the summerhouse to finish drying now, but this is how she dried it in the sun.

It’s been extremely hot the last few days. Mam says that, but we’ve been just the usual temperatures. Mam opens the door to the garden first thing, so the fresh morning air comes in, but she closes the curtains to keep the sun out. By the time we’ve been cleaned out she closes the door to keep the cool in. All day long we’re inside, and so is she. She’s been writing this week. There’s been a tall blowy thing wafting air across us too. It feels good, but I wonder if Mam is over-doing it. I mean, it looks lovely outside when she draws back the curtains in the afternoon.

But she goes outside for something and comes back in and says “ It’s terribly hot, boys. It’s 32!” Whatever that means, I don’t know. Apparently it’s got up to 25 at the highest in our room, which seemed fine to me.

Then we get to go out when the sky is starting to go pink. It’s a little bit warmer than our room then, but it gets cooler. On Saturday Mam was reading her ebook and didn’t realise it was nearly dark! She was better yesterday though.

We like it outside in the evening. It’s very pleasant and quiet.

See you next week, and please remember to ask lots of questions that I can ask the others over the rest of August.

love

Roscoe xxx

Time has gone funny

On By bertie bootsIn weather3 Comments

Hello, Bertie here again!

It’s been a funny week. It’s been very dark all day. The rain has been lashing against the window. Sometimes Mummy has gone out in it. Mostly she only went out in the car to get our food, but one day she went to see Auntie Sophie who was trying to rescue some wild guinea pigs.

We’re all nice and warm here. I’m glad we’re not living in the wild like those one’s Auntie Sophie’s trying to rescue. Apparently one that’s already been caught has something wrong with his teeth, and Mummy’s going back tomorrow to see if she can help him. Mummy doesn’t usually do our teeth, unless it’s just the front ones.

When Mummy’s been here, she’s wearing a bright yellow coat which make the room seem sunny. I rather like it. She says it helps to keep the winter blues away. I agree.

But she seems to have got the time wrong for getting up, and giving us our cucumber and so on.  It’s been dark in the mornings but it was daylight yesterday and today. She says its something to do with winter.

Winter makes things all wrong.

We haven’t got any new photos this week.  It’s been too dark.

See you next time.

Bertie xxx

 

Things that go bump-flash in the night

On By bertie bootsIn weather4 Comments

Hello, Bertie here.

It seems likes Roscoe’s request for grass didn’t quite work, but we did get rain.  Mummy says it was Friday night mostly.  But we did get some yesterday too.  It’s been cooler, but nice.  Also cloudy.

Bertie looking cute
Roscoe under the arch
Bertie’s nose in the hay
Neville in the sack

Friday evening Mummy told us to be prepared for fireworks in the sky, and they started around sunset time.  They were a bit quiet to start with, then they got louder and flashier.  Then the rain started.  It was very windy too.  I wasn’t frightened, even when the lights went out, because I was hiding in my tunnel.  Biggles was hiding in his hay.  Neville was hiding in his tunnel and Roscoe was looking calm and sophisticated in his blue sack.  I don’t know how he always manages to look calm and sophisticated when he’s lying down.  It’s just that superior look he gives, down his nose.  Mummy wasn’t in any tunnels or sacks as far as I could tell.  She was in the living room where we get our cuddles.  I think she was watching the picture box when the light was on, and walking around lighting candles when it went out.  It came back on again, though, and she went back to her picture box.  She took some pictures out of the front door, too.

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She went out in the rain at one point and we could hear her moving water about.  She poured some into the barrel by the door and I think the rest went into the barrel at the other end of the patio.  She had buckets out to catch more rain.

On Saturday it was nice, and we went out for a short time in the garden, but it was very windy and we each went back to our tents for shelter.  Roscoe and Neville even sat in their tent together.  Mummy soon got the message and brought us back indoors.  There’s no grass out there.  Mummy says it will start growing again if we get a little more gentle rain and not too much hot weather.

Yesterday there was a little more rain and lots of wind, and we didn’t go out.  Mummy says it’s going to be hot hot hot again in a couple of days, so I think we’re still without grass.  But the herbs have picked up, and we had nice pickings of oregano for breakfast.

I hope you are having enough grass, enough rain and enough sun, but Auntie Dawn has too much and Auntie Noelle has too little, and it sounds like Joshua is somewhere in the middle.  Good luck, everybody.

PS It was Hugo’s day yesterday.  Seven years since he died.  Mummy says he’s in her new story. It’s his picture at the top of the page today.

PPS  Mummy says to tell you all our bite marks have cleared up now. I have no idea what she’s talking about.

Roscoe with no grass

Still no rain, please send grass

On By geordieroscoeIn weather3 Comments

Hi, Roscoe here, with dry feet, dry nose and dry grass. Mam has been giving us a bit of readigrass, when we’re out in the garden or when we come back in. She said yesterday we’ve nearly finished the bag. That’s quicker than we get through it in winter.

The pictures today are 2 weeks old. There’s no green at all now.

Roscoe

Mam comes out with the water showerer each evening. First those plants in pots, then the ones in the bare ground. I think there might be carrots coming up in that. She said the lettuce seedlings disappeared, and she sowed more on Saturday but I couldn’t see them yesterday. Maybe they take a while to appear.

She also does the bean plant which is next to the lavender. We like lavender a lot. We like bean leaves too, but not the bean pods. Well, Biggles likes the ends of them but not the middle. We don’t like the ends either.

Vegetable beds

She spreads water in quite a lot of other places but I can’t see where.  She says she’d like it to rain every night for six weeks, nice and steady, like.  Then the grass would grow, and the flowers would recover.

Have you seen the new colour scheme? We’ve finished mourning for Percy. It’s a long time, but he’s worth it. Now the colours are back to something brighter. Well, it’s the colour of the grass just to show you how bad it is. The picture on the main page shows Oscar, Kevin and Percy this time two years ago (the tall flowers are out again). Look how much grass there is!  They couldn’t keep up with it.

I’d really like some grass like that. Now would be soon enough.

till next time

Roscoe

Sometimes it’s hot and sometimes it’s not

On By bertie bootsIn weather2 Comments

Hello everybody, it’s Bertie here.

Some days last week were nice.  When Mummy got home she put us out in the garden in the runs and it was very nice.  She put the covers across the cages depending on how hot it was and how late it was.  Later the sun doesn’t seem quite so warm.

Nev and Ros in the shade of the fence

I had the middle run this week, between Roscoe & Neville near the fence, and Biggles nearest the path.  It was nice to see everybody but I find the sky a bit scary, so I rested in the tunnel or under my tent when there wasn’t anything else to do.

Bertie in tthe tunnel

The grass seems to be getting a bit dry.  I suppose I shouldn’t complain, but it is.  Mummy said the grass under the plum tree is very dry, even dryer than mine.  We didn’t go out yesterday because it was a ‘bit cool’ as Mummy says, and she brought us in some grass.  There wasn’t very much, and most of it was drying, but it was very tasty all the same.

Mummy says we need rain, but only at night.  I’m not sure that’s the way it works, Mummy.

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