percy midge and biggles

Grass and yummy things but no sunshine yet

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.

Percy's new bed

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.

 

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after bath Nev and Ros

Grass! Sunshine! And rain …

Mornin’ all, Roscoe here.  I’ve a lot to tell you about today.

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First off, it’s been sunny in the week.  Mam went outside into the garden for a bit, several times each day, and left the door open.  It was okay, I reckon, but she said the grass was too wet for runnin’ on yet.  But she brought us some in, three days runnin’.  That was yummy.  She was expectin’ we could go out yesterday, but the rain came again, and we couldn’t.  Toes crossed for today.

Saturday me and Nev had an excitin’ time.  We went upstairs to a room we’d not been in yet, called the bathroom.  There was lovely warm water in the bath to play in.  I liked it a lot, and so did Nev.  He explored both ends.  I thought about jumpin’ out, but the walls were very high.  Then Mam poured water over us, then some other stuff and gave us each a good massage.  Oooh, that felt good.   I wasn’t so keen on her liftin’ me up so she could do my bottom end, but no problem, really.  Then she poured warm water over us again for a bit, before all the water disappeared and she wrapped us in a cloth and put us somewhere else for a few minutes.  Then she wrapped us in drier cloths and took us downstairs for a cuddle, both together.

That lasted a long time, and she gave us a good rub with the red towel.  Mam was watchin’ summat called Jimnastics on the picture box. Sounded good.  Then she sat us on her lap right up close to the picture box and blew warm air over us with a white noisy thing.  It was fine once I got used to it.

fluffy

Then we went back into our nice clean cage, and she laughed and said she should rename me Fluffy.  No thanks, Mam, it’s Roscoe now and forever, thanks.

Yesterday I think Biggles and some of the others had their turn.  I guess this is all part of that spring-cleanin’ lark she did all through the weekend before.

 

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Happy Easter

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

Midge, Percy & Bertie floor time

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.

Kevin with Joint Support

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.

neville's haircut Mar 18

It’s smelling like spring

Way-aye, Roscoe here.

It’s been another quiet week.  I’ve been getting a little bit bored with it, to tell the truth.  Mam’s been out quite a bit, or busy with people calling her on that funny box she uses to talk to them. I think it’s people she’s talking to, any rate.

We’ve not any more grass from the garden lately, something to do with the white snow that covered it. We did get a wee bit on Saturday, though.  Mam had been out all day, and the day before, and before that too, so maybe she was making it up to us, like. She’d been in at night, though.  Not like the other week. She gave Neville a haircut the other day though.

neville's haircut Mar 18

Any rate, she was in all day yesterday.  She spent some time outside doing noisy things.  We could hear he cos she left the door open.  We could hear the birds and smell the air.  It smelled good.

I hear Percy let on that Neville and I had a bit of an argument the other day.  We didn’t really.  I just told Nev what he ought to do like, and he disagreed.  So we talked about it for a while. I’ve no idea how he got that little spot behind his ear.  It’s nothing to do with me, honest.

Mam said that if the grass was dry enough we could go out on it when it got warm so she could sit out without a coat on. So she’s going out without a coat on, but she’s not sitting.  Okay. I see. I think.  Get sitting, will you?

The Disappearing Lump – part 2

Percy here.  I know we said this before, but my lump has more or less disappeared again.  In fact it’s been tiny for the last couple of weeks.  Mummy has felt my chin and jaw very carefully, and says if she didn’t know it was there, she certainly wouldn’t find it.

I said “does that mean I don’t have to have my meds any more?”  Even though I don’t have as much as after I went to Dr Simon, I’m still having one dose of metacam and my nutrimed daily.

Mummy said, “no, you’re still having your meds.  Remember what happened last time it went down and I stopped giving you them?”

“Oh, yes,” I said.  What happened then was after a few weeks my lump grew so big Mummy thought it was The End.  I don’t want that to happen.  I mean, it’s nearly time for fresh grass and running in the sunshine.  So I’m still having a small dose of my meds, and Mummy said she’ll ask Dr Sally if maybe I drop to metacam every other day.

It isn’t sunshine and grass weather yet.  There was a little bit of grass  we had from the garden about a month ago, but we’ve had none since before Mummy went out for the week that Auntie Vikki visited.  Roscoe showed you some of the pics from that last week, but here are some more.  Look how sleek my left cheek is!   This weekend we had snow again, but not as bad as before.  Mummy says she hopes we’ll be into spring soon, and it’s Easter next weekend, so things will start Looking Up.

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Me and Auntie Vikki Looking Up

I do a lot of Looking Up but I generally only see Mummy coming towards me, or the light shining down, or the top of my cage.  Maybe everything Looks Up when the sun shines, though, and that’s what Mummy means.

Percy in the daffodils; 3 March 2016

Apparently these daffodils are just coming into bloom, so maybe that’s the signal for us to go outside soon. This pic was from two years ago, I think. Oh yes, the date is on it.

Mummy’s URI has nearly cleared up.  She still coughs sometimes, but the worst of the snorting seems over.  I think she needs to go out in the garden more, but it’s not warm enough for her, either.  The test is whether she can sit outside without a coat on.  I’ll keep you informed.

PS Thank you for the photos, Auntie Vikki ❤

 

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Move along, please, nothing new here

Way-aye, it’s me, Roscoe again.  It was right strange last week, when our Mam went out into the snow and we didna see hide nor hair of her for days.  She told us she’d be going, and Auntie Vikki would be in to see us, but it didn’t work out like we expected, oh no.

roscoe

First off, Mam wandered round on the day she was leaving, sayin’ funny things like “there’s no buses” and “there’s no taxis”.  I wasn’t sure why she couldn’t take the car as usual, like, but there was a problem with that, apparently.  Anyway, we had loads of extra hay, and extra pellets, and extra veggies, and eventually Uncle Michael came and they both left.

This was the garden a couple of days before Mam went

Well, a couple of days came and went, and Percy sent a whistle down to ask if Auntie Vikki had been.  We’d met Auntie Vikki because she came to see us all and know who we were for our veggies while Mam was out.  But apparently all that snow outside meant Auntie Vikki couldna get here, so on Saturday Auntie Claire came instead.

That’s all well n’ good, but it was, like, me sayin “Who are you?” and everyone else divin for cover because there’s this strange lady in the house. She had snow boots on when she came, so I reckon she walked here. She wasna strange at all of course, and I watched her carefully and checked her out, and it was real food and veggies she gave us, so I said “thank you very much,” like you do.  I was very grateful to her.  Mummy says she’s very grateful to her, too.  She’s coming round this week to say hello properly and have a cuppa with me Mam.

Next day and the days after, Auntie Vikki got through, and apologised for leaving us on our own.  Percy got his meds, and we all got cleaned and cuddled.  Well, Biggles refused the cuddle, but he did get a bit braver on the next day, and came out of one of his hidey holes to say hello.

Then Mam came back and checked us all and told us what good boys we were and how wonderful Aunties Claire and Vikki had been to come and look out for us.

And we all agree with that.  Thank you very much, Auntie Claire, and Auntie Vikki, for coming through the snow to look after us, even after the snow disappeared. And for teaching me and Percy how to do selfies when Mam’s not here.

Mind you, Mam’s been making funny snorting noises ever since she got back. She didna go out to get us fresh lettuce till Saturday. Mind you, we had leaves from the garden on Friday. They’d been growing in the warm white tent all snug in the snow. So that’s what those white things do.

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