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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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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.

 

Bertie curled up on his hay

Mummy says funny things sometimes

Hello!  Bertie here again.

Mummy says funny things sometimes.  I don’t really understand what she means.  Yesterday she told me at cuddle time we were going to be going on a long journey.  Longer even than going to the vet.  We’d be in our boxes for a long time, although she hoped we’d be able to come out for a break somewhere along the road.

What’s a road?

Anyway, she said not to worry about it, she explain more when the time came.  But we’re going to be in the holiday cages for a week.  I’ll be in one, Roscoe and Neville in another, and Biggles in his box opening out into a run.  That means Biggles is going in the box which used to be Colman and Kevin’s, the one with the sort of panel in the front.

So it sounds like , whatever it is, Mummy’s got it all planned.  And she’s coming with us, so we’ll be fine.  And we’re coming back again.  So we can sleep easy.

But we might not blog next Monday, it depends on Mummy’s ipad.

So.  There you have it.  Does it make sense to you?  It all sounds very funny to me.

We’ll report back when we can.

It’s all gone very quiet

Mummy went out of the front door yesterday with her big blue bag.  That’s bad news.  She only takes her big blue bag when we’re going to be alone for some days.  She said Uncle Michael and Auntie Rosemary will be looking after us every day and Auntie Vikki will come in once or twice too.  Well, that’s very nice, and I like all of them very much, especially if they give me loads of food.

But Hector, Colman and Kevin aren’t here, and Midge is downstairs in Hector’s cage.  Mummy took the three of them for a holiday on Saturday.  She said they’d be back next Sunday.  It’s because they need medicines every day and it’s not fair to ask Auntie Rosemary to do medicines.  I hope they have a nice time on their holiday.  To be fair, Hector is so quiet we don’t know he’s gone.  He took his camouflage snugglesac and his tartan tunnel with him, and Colman took his  his snugglesac and his tent, since the pair of them snuggle up in that together in the garden.  Kevin went because he hasn’t been pooping.  Dr Sally will sort him out, I expect.  He took his grey tunnel and his purple snugglesac.

I’ve never had a holiday.  I’m deprived.

colman