Q for Quiet #AtoZChallenge

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Hello and welcome to George’s Guinea Pig World.  I’m Percy, and I run this place with Kevin.  George set it up in 2009, which is before I was born.  I live in a nice cage next to Oscar, and his brother Midge lives next to Kevin.

Our A to Z theme is “Our Favourite Things”


qQ is for Quiet

We have a nice quiet home.  It is more noisy in the morning, because the music machine comes on in the kitchen at seven, which is usually when Mummy comes downstairs and starts doing things.  The music is generally nice.  It’s something called Classic FM.  We like it, but it goes off later when we’re all back in our runs after cuddle time and our run around the kitchen, so we can eat our breakfast and snooze in peace.

Also in the morning, during cuddle times, Mummy has a moving picture box on in the corner of the cuddle room.  That sometimes has people talking, and sometimes it has ticking noises and small bursts of music.  Sometimes it has loud noises, too.  Most of the time it’s not too noisy, though.

The rest of the day is pretty quiet.  If the door to the garden is open we’ll hear the birds singing, and sometimes we hear people moving about next door, or noisy traffic on the road at the front.  If Mummy’s in, she’ll be upstairs next to Kevin and Midge, working.  Apparently she sits tapping away on this keyboard all morning and most of the evening.  I wouldn’t like to do that.  Doing these A to Z posts is hard work.  I’d rather stick to one a week.  But she’s not noisy, unless she has to stop and talk into her handset, or sometimes she reads whole books out loud to her computer.  That’s when she’s doing something called editing.  Kevin told me about it.  She makes lots of tutting noises to herself then, too.

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I spend quite a lot of time sleeping during the day, until I feel ready to have a little run around and a bite to eat.  Mummy sometimes feels like running around and having a bite to eat too, and then she comes and talks to Oscar and me, and gives my head a scritch or Oscar a smooth. She knows what we like best!

And very soon, we’ll be going out in the garden to eat grass.  That’s usually quiet, except for flying things overhead and the birds singing and rumbles of machinery in the distance.

Do you have a quiet life?

G for Grass #AtoZChallenge

Percy enjoying spring grass
Percy enjoying spring grass

Hello and welcome to George’s Guinea Pig World.  I’m Percy, and I run this place with Kevin.  George set it up in 2009, which is before I was born.  I live with Bertie & Biggles in a nice cage next to Oscar, and his brother Midge lives next to Kevin.

Our A to Z theme is “Our Favourite Things”


gG is for Grass

Today we’re talking about grass.  Running around on it, eating it, sleeping on it, it doesn’t matter which, we just love grass.

We go out in our runs on the grass when it’s warm enough and we won’t get cold feet.  Mummy often puts the runs out around her vegetable patches so we can see what she’s growing for our breakfasts.  We are supposed to trim the grass next to the vegetable patches for her, but she says that Dylan and Dougall were never very diligent with that, and they’ve passed on their bad habits to us.  Kevin’s very good at edges, though.

Out in the garden with Dougall, Dylan, Humphrey and Victor
August in the garden with Dougall and Dylan

Apparently, once upon a time Mummy used to grow grass in trays for Fred and George, who were the first guinea pigs in George’s Guinea Pig World.  Once they got older she just put them outside for a run, and she’s done that ever since.  You can see some of our adventures on the grass on our Youtube Playlist.

I wonder if you’ll be able to see this one, with Fred running around.  He’s only 2 here. That was in 2009, when George started this blog.

We’ll be doing H on Monday, and Kevin will take over for the week.  I’ll be back the week after!

It’s been raining

It was very, very hot earlier this week, and we didn’t go out till our runs were in the shade and it had cooled down a bit.  It was still hot, but nice.  Then Friday it rained.  Mummy was pleased it rained because everything needed water.  The grass was getting crispy, which is okay, but I’d rather it was juicier.  Mummy says the rain will make it juicier.

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The first rainy day also had lots of noises called thunder with it.  I don’t mind thunder; I know it’s just up in the clouds.  Kevin said he and Midge looked up and checked with Mummy to make sure it was just thunder and then went back to dreaming.  Saturday it rained still, but Mummy went out for the day, although she came back for a cup of tea and went out again soon after; she said the buses didn’t run late enough or something.  I don’t know what that means.  It wasn’t actually raining on Sunday when she came back from wherever she’d been, but she said the grass was till too wet for us.

This morning she went out really early, just as the radio came on.  She just gave us cucumber and breakfast – no run or clean or cuddles.  Kevin got his meds, though.  She said she’s going to London with some books.  She’ll be back this evening.

Well, that’s okay, Mummy, but when are we going to get our run?  Tomorrow?

A few of my favourite things

It was a funny week last week.  It was very cold on Monday and rained on Tuesday so we couldn’t go out on the grass.  Then Wednesday and Thursday were lovely, but Mummy was out all day – and all night, so we starved on Thursday.  Well, no, that’s not true.  If we’d left any of the extra food she left us on Wednesday we were fine.  By the time she got back on Thursday night nearly everything in my cage had been eaten, apart from the hay in the hay-rack.  Dougall and I save that for emergencies.  There were a few pellets in our bowls, too.  Friday was sort of cloudy and damp, but Mummy made us very wet by giving us a bath and a cuddle after, and that was lovely.  The haircut wasn’t.  But at least Dougall doesn’t get a dirty bottom now.  Hector had a bath too. Continue reading “A few of my favourite things”

Oops. I forgot

Dylan here.

Sorry, I forgot to post a post today.  I’ve been out in the garden eating grass.  I do a  lot of checking up on Oscar and Midge while I’m eating grass, making sure they are doing their job properly.  Midge is pretty good.  Oscar comes over and pokes his nose into my business.  I don’t like that.  I’m feeling hungry a lot at the moment.  Mummy wants to know why I’ve lost weight, but I can’t tell her.  I just have.

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Here’s a picture of me with Colman and Kevin the other day.

Mummy’s up to something again

I can always tell when Mummy’s up to something.  She tells us things with a very serious tone of voice, and I don’t really understand what she’s saying about France and stuff.  But she’s been making lists and leaving them by our cages and things like that.  She mutters about how much food to leave in the fridge, and whether we’ve got enough hay.

I just hope she isn’t going to pack that big blue bag of hers.

At least we had some fun in the garden at the weekend.

I’m the Smoothie pig – official!

Hello there! I’ve got a lovely new thing that Mummy gives me twice a day.  It’s a smoothie!  It’s really yummy.

I was feeling a bit off colour, and although I had nice food to eat I didn’t want a lot of it.  Mummy was worried I was losing weight so she got this special smoothie for me from Dr Louise.  It’s called Emeraid, and it’s for sick and recovering guinea pigs (and other herbivores).  I’m not really sick or recovering, but I’m getting old and I get a bit fed up with things every now and then.  Mummy mixes this up and gives me 3 or 4 tubefuls twice a day.  It’s delicious. Continue reading “I’m the Smoothie pig – official!”

Thought I’d better update you

Hello, Dylan here.  I thought I’d better tell you what’s been going on this month.  It’s been a bit funny because Mummy has been walking round with her arm wrapped up, and even tied to her neck for a couple of weeks, ever since she suddenly lay down beside us in the garden.  She sat up and felt her left arm all up and down it with her right hand, just like she does with us when she’s checking us for lumps and bumps and things.  Vic reckons she must have found a lump or bump. Continue reading “Thought I’d better update you”