Bertie Blogs B for Breakfast

On April 8, 2019March 31, 2019 By bertie bootsIn a to z challenge7 Comments

Hello! I’m Bertie and I’m a guinea pig.

We’re blogging from A to Z once a week, because we have other important things to do, like have Breakfast. We sometimes have Baths, too. We eat Broccoli and Beans, and sometimes Basil. When Mummy’s bean plants are finished beaning , we get the leaves to eat, and they’re yummy.

Here are some pictures of things beginning with B, modelled by our world of guinea pigs.

Percy, Midge and Biggles with a Box of hay

Bertie with a Bottle

Bertie with Bob’s beard

Biggles in a Bed

Biggles poses with Birthday cake

Roscoe and Neville in the Bath

Kevin and Percy share Birthday cake

Biggles eats a Bean

A nice mixed Breakfast

Blogging from A to Z

I hope you like my photo-tour of the letter B

Next week Roscoe does C.

love

Bertie xxx

Neville and I had a bath

On March 18, 2019March 18, 2019 By geordieroscoeIn Hygiene2 Comments

Way-aye, it’s me, Roscoe.

Mam’s been saying she’d give us a bath and the other day she did it. It’s not fair, really, since it’s only a few months since our last one. I don’t think Bertie and Biggles have had one since we’ve been here! (Mam just said they’d be having their’s this week, probably today.)

I don’t really mind having a bath, once it’s inevitable, like. I was running, or rather, splashing, around the big white bath until Mam caught me and made me all wet, and then I waited for Nev to get wet, then we got all soapy, and having it all rubbed into our coats, all over. It’s a really good feeling. I like it anyway. I’m not sure I like the funny spray thing that washes the soap out after, but it’s soon done.

Roscoe and Neville in the Bath

Mam wrapped us each in towels and we went and sat on her lap to get dry. Then after a while, when we were nearly dry, she put this very noisy warm wind on us, and made us drier. Then we came upstairs to our nice clean run. Even the cagewear had been washed.

Bertie’s been talking about doing the alphabet each week. I like the idea. Mam said something about finding when we’d first done it on here. It was 2012, and Victor did it. That was three years after the A to Z started. Then Mam discovered it was three years after George’s Guinea Pig World started. So it’s our tenth anniversary this year, too.

So as well as doing the alphabet, we’re going to have something special around 7th May, which is the anniversary of George starting this website up. He did this post to welcome everybody, and it all went from there.

We’ve only filled nine letters, so far. We’ve thought of two things for A, six for B, one for C, three for G, one for K, for each for M and N, two for P and one for R. We’ve got a lot more thinking to do. Oh, Mam’s just suggested ‘degu’ for D…

And that’s a reminder that Bertie is being interviewed by Joshua the Degu on Friday, on Auntie Tori’s website. You’ll be able to find the interview here, but it isn’t alive until Friday (22nd March).

See you next time!

Roscoe

Whiter than white!

On December 3, 2018November 30, 2018 By geordieroscoeIn Hygiene5 Comments

Way-aye. Roscoe here, and I’m all sparkling clean.

Mam took me and Neville downstairs on Friday afternoon to have a bath. She’d been threatening Neville with a bath for a week or two. I don’t know why I had to have one too, but there you go.

Nev had his hair cut as well. About 3/4ths of an inch, I think. Not so much as he had done in summer. I think that’s to keep him warm enough. We were lovely and warm in the room after our bath. Mam had a wood fire going. And she watched some horses jumping over fences while she rubbed us dry. Actually, y’know, combing us dry would have been a better description. She rubbed my hair so I was all fluffy, then combed it up the wrong way to let the air in to dry it. It felt right funny, I can tell you.

I’ve been having a nice time in the run upstairs. Biggles got his extended for one panel over Bertie’s in the week. He’s a happy boy now, cos he’s got lots more space to laze around in. And he got a big treat — Mam put Percy’s bed in for him yesterday. He’s a very happy boy now.

It doesn’t really go downhill in that corner nearest us. Mam says it’s an Hoptical Hillusion. So we’ve all got beds and snuggle tunnels. That’s fair.

See you next time

Roscoe xx

PS Do you like our Christmas decorations?

Mummy’s taken our runs in :(

On October 22, 2018October 21, 2018 By bertie bootsIn garden, Hygiene4 Comments

Mummy took our run panels down at the weekend, even though it was sunny outside. She said it was just too wet for us, due to the heavy dew, and lack of sun on the grass. I know what she means: the last few times there’s been sun in the sky but not shining where we are. It was okay, but if the grass is wet then I want to stay in my tent. Or the tunnel.

So that’s it for this year. Maybe we’ll get out on the grass in March. Mummy says we do some years, but this year it was cold and wet right through till early May. It’s something to do with climate change changing things around.

I saw Roscoe told you he and Neville had baths. I didn’t have a bath then but I had my tummy washed this week. Just my tummy. I’d got it all sticky during the night. Mummy didn’t ask questions, she just stood me on the side of the big white sink, put water and soap on my tummy and rubbed it so it all went bubbly, and then held me so the water ran over my tummy to wash it clean again. Then she wrapped me in a light towel, and we went and had our normal cuddles.

Apparently Auntie Shirley and Uncle Barry are coming to see us on Tuesday. That’s tomorrow. I expect they’ll look at our teeth too. I like Auntie Shirley and Uncle Barry but I wish they wouldn’t make us show them our back teeth. Mummy says it\s better than having to go to the vet for teeth work. She thinks Biggles may need some work on his. Mine will be perfect, of course.

That might be it for summer…

On October 15, 2018October 14, 2018 By geordieroscoeIn Happenings3 Comments

It was really nice last week. Each day when Mam came back from her golf (it’s always golf, we think), she put us out in the garden for a wee while, even when it was nearly dark. It wasn’t really dark. The darkest day we only went out for a few minutes, but it was good for a leg stretch and some grass.

Selfie with Mam

Me on Mam’s lap after the bath

Neville’s selfie with Mam

Thursday Neville and me had a bath. We don’t like having baths, but it’s good afterwards. My hair goes soft and silky, and so does Neville’s. His bottom stops smelling riper than is polite, too. We get an extra long cuddle (I don’t like long cuddles) and get a warm blowy noisy thing held over us before we go for our run. It does make you feel nice and warm, though.

Saturday was great. Mummy was not in golf clothes, and we went out into the garden runs at lunchtime. That’s earlier than we’ve had all summer long, I think. The runs had moved onto fresh grass. We made good work of that, I can tell you. Mam made good work of planting seeds in the veggie patch with the chard and winter lettuce.

Us on Saturday

Bertie on Thursday

Biggles on Thursday (he went all shy in the garden)

There was a lot of air blowing about, almost as warm as that hair drying thing Mam used on Thursday. We were in a sheltered part, between the plant that’s escaped from its pen and the wall, where there’s lots of grass. Bertie was beside us. He’d moved only a little way, next to where he’d been before. And the other end was Biggles.

Mam said to eat as much as we liked because we wouldn’t be coming out much longer. How right she was! Sunday was wet as could be and Mam said it was cold out, too. Today Mam’s gone out early in her golf uniform again, but she’s got extra layers on. It’s funny how she manages to get extra layers of coat on. We just fluff up our hair a bit more.

Mam said to send a special note to Auntie Noelle, because she’s been suffering from the hurricane, which is even windier than our wind. That must be really something, Auntie Noelle. And also we’re still thinking solidly for Uncle Mo, and hope the treatment’s okay and the human vet people are looking after you well. Love and kisses from us.

And love and kisses to you too.

Roscoe xxx

We have grass! (well, just a little)

On August 6, 2018August 5, 2018 By geordieroscoeIn garden2 Comments

Hey! We’ve got some grass. Mam says it’s because it rained last weekend. There’s not much, just enough to make an odd-shaped run for one piggy group at a time.

I say ‘piggy-group’ because nobody wants to play with Bertie. Oh, well, Neville says he doesn’t mind playing with Bertie, not too much, anyway. But Biggles plays with Neville, no trouble. I think that’s a bit of cheek, because Neville is my cagemate. So if I see Biggles I tell him to leave Neville alone, okay? And then Mam makes sure we aren’t together any longer than absolutely necessary.

Roscoe in the shade

Biggles in the shade

Bertie in the shade

Bertie on the grass

Neville finds something more interesting than grass

Neville and Roscoe in the shade

Anyway, we have grass, and it’s in the shade, and Mam has been sitting out there at her table watching over us and reading her book-thing. That’s because we get the cat coming into the garden, and into our house, and generally making a nuisance of itself. It came in when Bertie was out on the kitchen floor the other day. Bertie was terrified. Mam was really angry. Not at Bertie, at the cat. We’re getting used to her rushing past us, to get out of the doorway and hiss at the cat. She tried taking a jug of water with her one time, but apparently it got away. I’m not sure what she was going to do with the water, but still.

Talking of water, we had baths on Sunday. We look gorgeous now. She told us so. She didn’t take photos though – she was too busy with golf stuff.

Till next time.