Y is for Yesterday, Youth and Yummy

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Waye-aye all, it’s Roscoe back again.

Y is the second last letter of our A to Z Challenge.  It’s taken us a long time to get here, yet it seems like only Yesterday since we started.

Yesterday was Sunday and we spent a few hours out in the garden.  Mam gave us a very large run, and then let the Youths in to a bit we’d been in. Youths is what we now call the Littlies, the three that Mam’s been fostering, since they’re much bigger now, and behaving more like teenagers than anything else.

Mam’s been telling me off for being grouchy with everyone, including Neville, but I’m not as bad as Bertie, who came out of his run somehow on Tuesday, and attacked Biggles most unkindly.  I don’t know Y he does it.  Biggles had a bite on his cheek, but Mam says it’s healed up fine.  Yesterday Young Eclipse got through one of the fence panels and came to see us oldies.  We were very polite to him, and Mam saw him and came to collect him.  He seemed quite polite too.  I wonder why Mam hasn’t introduced us on the kitchen floor like she did the other two?  I liked the white one, but the ginger one didn’t like being with me at all. Even though we chat when we’re out in the garden. They are going to be leaving us this week, to go to a new home, I think.

There’s not much Yummy grass left in the garden.  We occasionally find a new patch under the shade of the wall, but there’s none under the tree on the other side because that trees taken all the moisture. Mam says we might as well have as big a run as she can make in case we find some we’ve missed.

We’re going down to Hampshire again next weekend, and I hope there’ll be some yummy grass there. Mam says not to hope too much, as they’ve had no more rain than we have.  Apparently it’s wet where all the gardening programmes come from.

Y was a very difficult letter.  Bertie’s got Z next week, which could be just as bad.

Mind you, Mam gave us some Yellow corn Yesterday.  That was Yummy.

See you next time!

Roscoe xxx

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Neville and Biggles eXchanged

X is for Cross and crossover and eXchanging houses

Hi there, Bertie here.

We’re getting close to the end of our A to Z Challenge, and we’re starting to wonder what we’ll do next.  I’m sure well think of something.

This week Mummy gave me the idea for X.

She’s been wondering why Roscoe and Neville are getting X (cross) with each other. They bicker for a bit, then there’s rumbling, and then Roscoe starts chasing Neville around the run until he turns and they have a stand-off. Mummy got so cross with them after putting them back in their newly clean cages last weekend that she picked Roscoe up and put him in Biggles’ cage, and put Biggles in with Neville.  Then a few hours later, when I was telling Biggles off through the bars for being there, she picked me up and swapped me over with Roscoe!

Roscoe was a bit happier because he can see Neville through the bars and talk to him, but he’s not actually happy.  He’s not so cross though.  I think Mummy doing all this crossing and exchanging is a bit much, but she does funny things, and we all settled down, anyway. Except I think Roscoe is really unhappy he’s not with Neville.

I think he should make up his mind.

Mummy tried to exchange Roscoe with Biggles again on yesterday’s big clean-out. We have daily clean-outs, but on the big clean-outs she exchanges our dirty things for clean ones. She told Roscoe sternly that if he starts trying to fight him, he’s back on his own again, and he was chasing and kicking Nev when they went out on the grass. So when we went in they eXchanged again.

Sigh.  I just keep myself to myself and stay out of trouble. Unless Biggles is around, because he makes me cross.

Next week, Roscoe’s back here with Y, which is a very good question, and then I get to finish with Z. Mummy has come up with some long words beginning with Z for me to think about.

Love

Bertie xxx

U is for Uncles and Underneath things

Way-aye, Roscoe here again.

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We’ve got to the letter U in our A to Z Challenge.  It is very challenging.  Mam says most of these last ones are, but Bertie’s doing V next week and he’s just been to see his V, so he’s dictating his post to me today. Mam has shown me how to schedule it, which is to post it on a certain day.  Bertie has NU-MOAN-I-A which we don’t know how he got it but makes his lungs ache and he makes a crackly noise when he breathes.  His medicine upsets his tummy. Upsets – that’s a U word.

UNCLES – is the man thing for Auntie.  We don’t have many Uncles.  Uncle Bob came to see us last week.  I think he came to see us, with Auntie Doris, although they went for a walk with Mam before they sat and cuddled us. It was a very long walk, they were out for hours.  Anyhow, Mam and Auntie and Uncle took photos of us on their laps.  Bob has a lovely hairy chin. It’s fun to play with. Mam doesn’t have a hairy chin, neither does Auntie Doris.  I think that’s what makes Bob an Uncle.

We also like being UNDERNEATH things.  Nev and I have an underneath Biggles’ run, which is a nice secure hideyhole.  We all enjoy being Underneath Mam’s table in the kitchen, and also the other piece of furniture which is like a cupboard on legs. Mam says she doesn’t do anything underneath anywhere these days, but she understands why we like it.  Mam’s good at Understanding us!

cucumber time

See you next time. I’ll be doing W.

Roscoe xxx

PS We celebrated two years with Mam yesterday. I like it here. It feels like we’ve been here forever. I try not to think about those things we talked about for R.

Q is for Quarrelling, which we do sometimes

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Way-aye, Roscoe here again, racking our brains over what to do for Q in our journey from A to Z. Topics our predecessors chose were Quiet (Percy), Quiz Questions (Dylan) and Quince (Victor).  Well, I reckon quarrelling is a sight more interesting to read about than any of them.

Mam also asks us whether our Cuddle Quotient has reached ‘full’ in the mornings.  I’m not sure whether that’s even a thing, but Quotient starts with Q. She asks when I decide I’m ready to go to the kitchen, and then decide to snuggle in her arms a bit longer.

Quarrelling.  Well, Mam tells me and Nev to stop quarrelling sometimes, but really, it’s Neville’s fault because he doesnt want to do what I want him to.  We just grumble at each other, and maybe we waggle bottoms to tell each other we mean it. But Neville usually understand I’m right without any more fuss.

Bertie and Biggles are something else. They just don’t get on.  Bertie tries to quarrel with me, but I’m very patient, and usually persuade him to be sensible and see it my way.  We talk about these things through the bars, and then we really do bum-waggle to emphasise our points. Sometimes we get as far as rumblestrutting, which is the next stage after bum-waggling.

But Bertie and Biggles quarrel if Bertie gets half a chance. The other day Mam thought Biggles was down with us, but he wasn’t; he was up under the table at the top of the kitchen.  She put Bertie down after his cuddle on the mat up there, and Bertie went straight for Biggles. I really don’t know what Biggles does that makes Bertie so mad at him.  I think he’s a nice chap.  Very amiable.  Anyway, Mam got the tent to Biggles in time before too much harm was done.  I noticed she put him up on the weighing centre and checked him all over, though.  I reckon she spotted the bit of hair on the mat up there, that Bertie had pulled out on his first rush.

He’s a nutcase, Bertie, I reckon. Don’t pick a quarrel with him, is my advice.  He’s too ready to pick one with you.

We’ve got something Really special for you next week.  I wish I was doing it, but I’ll leave it to Bertie and think about Something Super Special for the following week.

Bye for now

Roscoe

 

M is for Mam, or Mummy, as Bertie calls her

Hi there! It’s me, Roscoe, the Ruler of the East!

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No, seriously, I just wanted to sound different today. It’s just GeordieRoscoe as usual. We’re still blogging from A to Z once a week, and we’ve just reached halfway with M. But we have an Appeal further down the page, so please read right to the end. Ta.

The best M I could think of is M for Mother, which means Mam, or for Biggles and Bertie, Mummy. I’m not sure why we call her different things. I don’t think she’s different for each of us.  Then I thought some more and decided to ask each of us a question – or set us a challenge, anyway.

Sum up Mam (Mummy) in one sentence

Bertie in armsBertie

She’s the bringer of food, the cuddler of cuddles, the cleaner of cages, the scratcher of crests, and I love everything she does except cut my nails.

Biggles on Mam's lapBiggles

I love Mummy because she looks after me and brings me cucumber, and makes sure I’m well, even if I’m not feeling happy. And she puts up with me when I’m grumpy and makes me feel better.

  • That’s two sentences, Bigs.  
  • Well the second one begins with And, so it would be one if I hadn’t had to put the full stop in.
  • Oh, okay.
Neville

Mam brushes my hair and smoothes my coat and cleans my ears and makes sure I get enough to eat even if someone tries to eat my portions. And lets us run in the garden when it’s nice.

  • That’s…
  • Okay, what Biggles said.
Me, Roscoe

Mam understands how important I am, and sees to my needs, and looks after my welfare, and makes sure I’m looking my best as much as she can. And goes out to play golf or watch birds a lot.

  • Bertie: That’s not fair, I want a second sentence, too.
  • Roscoe: Go on then

Bertie (2): And we all love her but that sounds soppy and it’s really difficult to think of something different from the others. I’m glad I went first.

Roscoe: hee-hee, I know just what you mean.

So that’s what Mam (Mummy) means to us, and we’re all very grateful we’ve got her.

Selfie with Mam

Appeal

Please give some thought for the piggies at the East Anglian Guinea Pig Rescue.  Auntie Sophie was just restarting as a rescue in a small way after Christmas, and had about twenty piggies in, then they all had babies, and then a couple came in that had an illness that didn’t show during their quarantine period.

Mam says the illness is called Chlamydia Cavia, and basically all the piggies that came into contact with the others are either sick or potentially carriers, and can never be rehomed anywhere with either other guinea pigs, rabbits or cats (because cats get it too).

So now Auntie Sophie has 60 guinea pigs with no way of rehoming them (and no rehoming fees to contribute to costs). Unless you have no guinea pigs, rabbits or cats.  And she has a lot of wishlist items and vet bills to pay. Mam says the vet bills are covered for now by donations already.

If you would like to sponsor a piggy or contribute in any way, please see East Anglian GR Amazon wish list, or wait for further details of the sponsorship scheme.

I was a guinea pig in a rescue once and I know how it feels. Thank you for caring about us.

love

Roscoe xxxxx

K is for Kitchen!

Way-aye, Roscoe here.

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I was wondering about the letter K, because all I could think of was KALE. Bertie reminded me there used to be a hero here called KEVIN, but I never met him, and Bertie says he only met him once or twice.

So I asked Mam, and she said, well, where do you spend your mornings most days?

KITCHEN, I said.  So I found us some pictures of us pigs in our KITCHEN and Mam found a nice moving one of me checking the kitchen extension out. So here they are.

It’s nice, running around the kitchen.  Always some interesting smells to explore, although when Mam had a deep clean one time a lot of them disappeared. There are still a few lurking behind the cupboard door where the washing and heating machines are. But they’re very faint. And Bertie and I get to hang out under the closed table our cage used to be on. Mam can’t get there, except with something long and thin like a brush.

 

Yes, I like our KITCHEN.  And that’s it for K.  Next week, Bertie tackles L.  But in between that we celebrate Princelings Day on Thursday.  That’s Fred & George’s birthday, June 13th.  And that’s when our Tenth Anniversary official ends – so enter the Giveaway because Mam has that nice George’s Guinea Pig World notebook to give to one of our lucky fans!

See you next time

love

Roscoe xxx