Hello, it's Bertie here. We're in Hampshire, but it's not yet what Mummy said it would be. We're in the cages in the living room like we were last time. That's okay, of course. When we arrived on Thursday, Mummy found that the floor was still damp from where they'd been working on it. Our …
Way-aye, Roscoe here again. We had lots of visitors this week just gone. Mam had gone out, as Bertie told you. She came back on Friday. She told us all about it, the banging, the noises, and the foot through the ceiling that would have terrified us. Not to mention that half of it fell …
Bertie here, in our house in Norfolk. Mummy went out in the car as the storm ended yesterday, and she hasn’t come home! She gave us lots of food and hay and stuff before she left. Roscoe says she had it all planned, wasn’t I listening? But I don’t remember her saying anything about staying …
Way-aye, Roscoe here again, ‘here’ being Norfolk. Once upon a time, we lived downstairs in the kitchen bit, in our nice big cage. I think Biggles had his cage next door, and Bertie was upstairs with Midge and Percy. Then after Midge and Percy went over the Rainbow Bridge, we all moved upstairs to the …
Hello, Bertie here again. We’re in Hampshire. Sometimes it’s sunny, sometimes it’s dark, and sometimes it rains. Mummy just put the light on and said “It’s nearly 5 o’clock! But I suppose it would be later in Hampshire.” This is very strange statement. Why would it be later in Hampshire? Roscoe told you it was …
Way-aye, Roscoe here again. That Bertie told you the news last week: I'm all by myself again. To tell the truth, it's not bad. I can sit beside Neville's run, and chew on the bars a bit if I want a chat. Most times he comes over. Sometimes he doesn't. Sometimes he comes and sits …
George's Guinea Pig World 