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It’s all coming together, apparently

Way-aye, Roscoe here again.

We’ve been in Hampshire for over a week now, I lose track a bit. Mam says we’ll be moving into our permanent room in a few days. She was going to finish painting over the wallpaper of the room we’re in yetserday, but realised that she didnt have to do it while we were here, she could wait till later in the week.

That was very considerate of her. Painting is what she was doing to those green leaves. She wasn’t taking them off and putting them in a pot, she was putting paint on her brush from the pot, and putting the paint over the green squiggles to hide them. I got it all round the wrong way! Anyway, she’ll finish painting the whole wall the same colour. She did the one behind our cages before we came down last, so we didn’t have to cope with the smell. Judging from her painting over the squiggles, it isn\t a bad smell, but, yes, I’d rather not.

There’ll be some plastering and painting to be done in our room, but hopefully it won’t last long, and it’s only one wall.

The furniture’s arriving at the end of next week. Then Mam will have to reconstruct our run so she says. So we’ll be in cages a while more. That’s fine by me, the cages are just as nice. Bertie’s not so keen, but he’s in the small cage. Mam gives him extra floor time to make up for it.

So it’s all going well, sort of, and we like it here. I think Mam does too. But she’ll be pleased when the furniture’s here and she has finished unpacking boxes of stuff that goes in it.

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She asked us if we wanted to go on holiday with her for a rest after it’s all finished.

No, I’ll just stay here resting, thank you very much.

See you next time

Roscoe

PS I should comment about the new hay we had last night. It came from a huge bag, which Mam says doesn’t fit in any of the cupboards. It comes from a place called Devon, and its very yummy. Of course, our own Norfolk hay is very yummy too, but we’ve only got one more bag of that left.

What to say about January?

Hello, everyone, Bertie here. I hope you all survived the first few days of the new year okay.

We started on some yummy new hay that Auntie Doris and Uncle Bob brought when they visited. We don’t understand why we haven’t had it before, because it comes from Norfolk Pastures, who do our normal hay. Mummy doesn’t know either. She says our Corn Store doesn’t stock it, and she’ll ask Mr Ken why.

Typical, isn’t it, to find a yummy new local product just when we’re about to leave.

We don’t know when that will happen. Mummy is going to visit without us in the next two weeks, just for two nights each time. She says she’s going to take our big cages down in the car with her so that we can live in those when the time comes for everything to be packed up. She’s also taking the Christmas decorations, which she packed away last night. She said she might as well put them in the cupboard in the new house as put them in the cupboard here. Doesn’t that apply to everything, Mummy?

I did like the Christmas tree. It was very pretty, with twinkly lights, and pictures of all us George’s Guinea Pig World piggies hanging from the branches. There were also gold and red balls, sparkly birds, a llama made out of reed, a metal reindeer, a wooden map of Iceland, several pretty bells, and some tinsel which is all glittery like snow.

But it’s gone now (sigh).

I don’t know what we’re going to do for the rest of January. Nothing much, I think. Just eat our hay and pellets and dream of grass in the sunshine somewhere, sometime.

Have a nice time.

Bertie xxxx

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H is for Holidays, Hampshire and Hay

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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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Slimmers World, first report

Hi there, Roscoe here.

Well, we’ve been eating these pellets for over a week now, and we’re all okay with them.  They’re not perfect, but you kinda get used to them.  I reckon in a week or two I’ll be saying they’re right tasty.

Update on our weights: Bertie is about the same.  Biggles went up 10 grams and down twenty grams.  That could be just that he’s wee’d or not.  I’ve done much the same. Saturday I was up 10 grams, but Mam says I’m doing okay really.  Neville’s a little star, he put on 20 grams the first week and lost 40 this week.

What I notice about Neville is he’s much keener to poke his nose into stuff and find tasty things to eat.  He used to just laze around and eat what was in front of him.  He even stood up against the cage side the other day when it was cucumber time.  Mam is real pleased with him being more mobile, but she doesn’t hear him moan that he’s starving.  He’s desperate for that cucumber!

I think the ready-grass is helping because it changes what we think of as food.  Mam’s putting it in our bowls, and it’s really difficult to have an empty bowl when you’ve got bits of grass in it.  We have managed to lick them clean on a couple of days though.  But we’ve always got lots of hay, so we can eat that, and play in it, and hide in it, and that keeps us from feeling hungry.

Mam says she’s doing well on her own diet some days, and not so good on others. But she’s doing her best, and she’s been doing more exercise too.  I think she does a lot of moving around to some special music she puts on every evening. Maybe we should have some music to move around to, too, Mam.

At least we’re all suffering together.

See you next time

Roscoe xxx

H for Hay #AtoZChallenge

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Hi, Kevin here.  We’re into the second week of the A to Z Challenge, and in case you’re just visiting, I’m a six year old ginger and white guinea pig.  This blog was started by Fred and George, Mummy’s very first guinea pigs.  She writes books about them too.

Our A to Z Challenge theme is “Our Favourite Things”


hH is for Hay

Hay is marvellous stuff.  It’s best straight from the bag, although Mummy doesn’t understand why clean looking hay that’s been in the cage for an hour or two needs to be supplemented with some from the bag.  Well, a guinea pig can never have enough hay (and neither can a rabbit or a horse for that matter).

Hay is great to eat, full of good fibre and tough stalks to help our teeth work properly.

With the help of George, Humphrey, Hector, Oscar, Midge, Victor, Hugo, Percy and me, here we demonstrate its uses. (mouse over the picture for the caption)

and, if Mummy can get it to work, here is a video of me eating hay. I’ve got a touch of conjunctivitis, in case you wondered about my weepy eye.

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