Way-aye, Roscoe here as usual. Well, after that quiet (boring) week, this was right eventful! First off Mam had some friends round and they said hello to us, then went for a walk. Then later that day Mam went down the steps from our grass to look at the bottom grass. We heard her say …
Way-aye, Roscoe here, as usual. Sorry about the late start today. We had an exhausting day yesterday. It was Mam's birthday. so of course we had to celebrate it with her. This wasn't easy because several other people came over during the day, and they mostly sat in the garden, keeping two people-distances apart, chatting …
Way-aye, Roscoe here. I thought I'd tell you about our grass today. We have several types, but mostly you can divide it into that which Mam picks (or cuts) and brings into us, and that we graze on when we're out in our run. We've been going out in our run a lot, and it's …
Hello, Bertie here. We’ve been out on the grass again, nearly every day for lots of hours. I hate to say it but Roscoe was right. Our run moved back towards the wooden hut called the summerhouse, and Mummy cut the rest of the grass with the orange machine. It’s ready to cut again, though. …
Way-aye, Roscoe here again. We've got a palace! I know Mam told us we'd have a new set of connecting runs all one level, but I never thought it would be as nice as this. So, on the left, having a sup from his waterbottle, although you can see his back, is Bertie. He's next …
Way-aye, Roscoe here again. Mam's been picking grass for us most days. Biggles has got so used to it that he gives out a big wheek when it's the right sort of time. Mam comes along and asks us what's wrong, and we all wheek at her and she realises. She's good like that. She's …
George's Guinea Pig World 