Bertie and Roscoe in Hampshire

Sleepy Time!

It’s sleepy time now, after our exhausting trip through the alphabet.

We’ve all been right tired after coming back from Hampshire.  Mam was tired too.  She said the drive was very long, with lots of long stops for accidents and things.  We just went to sleep in our boxes, but it was a long way, and we wobbled around in our boxes on some of the roads.  Still, at least we were with our Mam. I don’t mind travelling as long as Mam’s with us.

See you next week, when it’ll be October already!

Roscoe xx

 

Z is for Zones and The End

Hello, Bertie here.

We’re in a different Zone here. We’re in Hampshire again. Hampshire’s in the South.  Norfolk is in the East. Those are different zones, or regions, of our country.

I like Hampshire. Mummy is looking for a new house for us here. I like this one but it’s only for holidays. She was chatting to the nice owner Gill, who brought us some tomatoes. They discussed the house we’re looking for and said this plus the one next door would be perfect. But Mummy’s going out every day to look at others, and to see family. I like family. They came here last time.

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Z is also for The End of the alphabet. The End of our A to Z. It’s taken us all the way from April. We’ve had the whole of summer, eaten all the grass in the garden, met some foster babies, and changed around a bit.

The foster babies weren’t babies any more when they went back to Sophie on Thursday. Apparently they went to their new forever home yesterday. They’ve been eating all our food, obviously.

So, that’s the end of our A to Z Challenge. Roscoe sends his love. I hope you enjoyed our efforts.

What next?

love

Bertie xxx

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lawn mowing in Hampshire

H is for Holidays, Hampshire and Hay

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Blogging from A to Z

HELLO! Bertie here.  Today we’ve got as far as letter H in our A to Z blog.

HAY is always at the top of our minds, but Mummy said everyone has blogged about hay, and shown pictures of Humphrey and George and the others hiding in it. As well as eating it of course.

Biggles’s nose in the hay

So I thought I’d tell you about HOLIDAYS.

The first holiday that George’s Guinea Pig World went on was when George, Fred, Hugo and Victor went with Mummy to the Isle of Mull.  That’s a very long way, and includes a trip on a boat!  They went back the next year too.  You can read about their trip here.

Grass with a view

When there were five or more piggies here nobody went on holiday, because Mummy couldn’t fit everyone in the car.  Mummy took a couple of holidays, but she didn’t take us with her.  She went to cold places like Svalbard and Iceland.

But now we are four, Mummy’s taken us on holiday twice – to HAMPSHIRE!

We told you about the first trip here, but we went again in April, about the time we started this Blog Challenge, so we haven’t shown you the new photos.

We stayed in the same place, but it was warmer later in the week, and we went out on the grass next to the cottage.  We couldn’t go on the grass immediately in front of the cottage because it had been treated with ‘Feed and Weed’ which would be poisonous to us, or at least upset our tummies. The grass we went on had dandelions and things growing in it.  Mummy made sure it didn’t have daisies or buttercups in it where we were, but it was nice.  The run was a bit small, though, because we were using the panels indoors as well.

Mummy went out most days but came back to give us a cuddle later on.  One day she went to a place where they train racehorses.  Top Tug is one of her racing club’s.  He ran on Saturday and came fifth.  Mummy says that’s fine for his first race of the season. She also had lunch with Dani and her Mummy, and also with her other nieces.  Mummy has a very big family.  Although I’ve got more family at Auntie Sophie’s house.

Anyway, that’s our Holiday in Hampshire, complete with Hay, all for H in the A to Z challenge.

I’m glad Roscoe’s doing I next week, because I have no Idea what to talk about for that!

love

Bertie xxx

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Neville and Bertie

Greetings from Hampshire

Way-aye, Roscoe here again, calling from the wilds of Hampshire. That’s a place in England that’s miles away from home in Norfolk.

It was a very long journey to get here, and it felt like Mummy was driving in circles at one point, but she straightened up, and we arrived at the cottage in the afternoon when it was still light.

Bertie is in the blue cage on the shelf above us. Biggles is in the box the cage came in, and he’s beside us. We’re in a run in a nice alcove, with our travel box to walk into if we want to be extra cosy. And we’ve all got our tunnels and beds.

There’s also a run connected to ours, so everyone has some floor time. Mummy keeps going out but when she gets back she lets me and Nev out into the run some more.

The food is good, the room is nice, and Mummy seems like she’s enjoying herself.

It’s too cold and wet to go outside and try the grass but there are sheep and birds on it.  Mummy says if we come back in spring or summer we can try it out then.

Sounds good to me.  Here are some photos.