Bertie and Percy

F is for Four May Legends

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Hello, Bertie here, blogging from A to Z.

We’ve reached F, which was a very difficult letter to think of something interesting to write about.

I mean, there’s FOOD, and FRED, who is a very important guinea pig indeed. And FLEECE, which we have on the floor of our cages with pads underneath, to give us nice bedding.

But when Mummy put the calendar on the wall onto May, I saw that there were FOUR legends of our world, whose pictures occupied one day each.  That means these are special days for those pigs. It can be birthdays and Gotcha days, but these are all Rainbow Bridge Days.

These are our FOUR May legends

Kevin's birthday cake

Kevin went over the Bridge on the 9th, two years ago.  We met him and ran around with him in the garden in the April.  We’d only been here a month.  He was very patient with us.  He had just FINISHED doing the A to Z with Percy.  I think this is why Mummy told us we couldn’t do the A to Z every day, because everyone that had done that went over the Rainbow Bridge soon afterwards.  It’s too much hard work for us.

Then George, who went on May 13th a long time ago.  He’s the FOUNDER of this blog of course. He was an engineer and a legend.  He worked very hard on the FORUM that is no more.  It seems like most of the things George did were part of history now.

Victor went when he was very old, and he was ill in the morning and went over the Bridge at lunchtime.  Mummy knew because she had a premonition when she was playing golf.  She says it was very spooky, but she wasn’t FRIGHTENED, just surprised.

And Percy, my mate, who I still miss, but I’ve got a bit used to not having him around.  He was very wise.  He went on the last day of May, the 31st, last year. I miss him.  It was FUN playing with him.

So those are my FOUR legends of the George’s Guinea Pig World for May.

And please come back tomorrow because we’re celebrating a very SPECIAL DAY, and you can enter a competition and win prizes.

love

Bertie

PS Mummy called me FRED the other day!

 

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Time is funny stuff

Hello, Percy here.  I hope you enjoyed the posts from Bertie and Roscoe in the past couple of weeks.

I’ve been sitting comfortably on my pile of hay, thinking deep thoughts.  Sometimes I sit in my tent, or my tunnel, or on my bed.  I now have both beds.  The newest one, which Midge and I got last autumn came back from the cleaners and I slept in it for a week, because it was Midge’s favourite, but I haven’t slept in it since.

Sometimes I go over to the place where Bertie’s cage starts and sit and watch what he’s up to.  But then I go back and sleep on my pile of hay.  Bertie is funny because he rarely sleeps in his bed.  He sleeps half in and half out.  Sometimes he puts his head on the bed and his body on the floor, and most times he puts his body in the bed and leans his head over the side. As long as he’s comfortable!

I don’t know why I don’t fancy sleeping in either of Midge’s and my beds at the moment.  Maybe they just remind me of him.  Maybe it’s because he’s not sleeping on top of the tunnel, facing me.  It’s only just gone three weeks since he left us, but it seems like months.

Then again, it’s a year since Kevin left us, and that seems like forever. Sometimes I wonder where he is and then I remember. I do that with Midge too. It’s funny to think I’ve had my lump all this time since Kevin left us.  Dr Sally thinks I’m a wonder.  I think that’s a good thing.

I’m fed up with my lump, though. Mummy always gives me a big cuddle when I have to have my meds but I’m fed up with having my meds. The chewy ones are okay though. I find it easier to bite things that stay in chunks rather than things that wrap around my teeth, like lettuce.  Mummy’s noticed I leave a lot of my breakfast.  I can’t really be bothered with it.  Bertie usually finishes it off, I think.  I like the herbs, though.  And the strawberry leaves. And my special pellets.

Why does time go fast, and then go slow? Why does it go fast when I’m sleeping, or when the sun’s out? Why is there more time for cuddles in the morning than in the evening?  I don’t know the answer to any of these questions. If you know, do tell me.

Bertie hides

Trouble and Strife

Percy here today. It’s been a difficult week. Mummy spent a lot of the time out – even stayed out two nights (Wednesday and Saturday). She left us lots of food so we were fine, but we got a bit tetchy and nervous.

Bertie was a pain, particularly on Friday. Mummy was in then, and told him to behave. He kept chattering at Midge; then Midge got upset and started jumping on me. He’s not as heavy as he was, but he’s still too heavy for me and, besides, I don’t need the attention! So I got cross with Midge. Mummy took him out of the run and put him in a carry box to cool off. He was a lot better for a while, then after Mummy said goodnight, he started again. Mummy came in to us and put him back in the box till morning! He grumbled about that, but he was fine in the morning.

Bertie was still being a pain on Saturday, but we put up with him a bit better. Mummy says he’s going through “a stage” and he’ll grow out of it. He’d better do that soon. Mummy threatened to swap him over with Biggles, who we get on with much better.

Another thing he did on Saturday: he went out of the back door! Only Hugo has ever done that before. Mummy heard a noise out on the patio while she was cuddling Oscar. She went to look, and saw Bertie coming back in!

Well, at least he was back inside. She’ll be keeping a good eye on him in future.

Dylan used to roam the garden, checking up on everyone, but he never went outside on his own. He knew it is Not Allowed. I just hope Bertie has learnt that now. He’ll get into real trouble if he’s not careful.

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We come out of mourning for Kevin tomorrow. It’s been seven weeks already. It seems a long time in some ways. Mummy says she still misses him loads. But we might have birthday cake on Wednesday – that’s Mummy’s birthday.

The Last of the Jubilee Seven

Percy here.  Sorry I didn’t arrive last week.  It was all very busy and I forgot.  Not having Kevin around to keep an eye on things has unsettled us all a bit.

Mummy’s been sad because he was the last of the Jubilee Seven, as she called them: Hector, Humphrey, Victor, Dylan, Dougall, Colman and Kevin.

The Jubilee Seven

Before them there was the Fabulous Four: Fred, George, Hugo and Victor.

Victor was in both groups.  He joined Mummy in 2008 and was only about eight months old then, and lived till he was six years and four months. His anniversary is next Monday, although Mummy says we don’t have to do a memory post for that.  We mostly remember birthdays.  Although some people don’t have birthdays, so we find a special day for them somehow.  Mummy knows how, I don’t.  I have a ‘Gotcha’ Day, which was the day Mummy got me from the Adoption place.

Colman and Kevin had birthdays which were estimated, according to Mummy, because Auntie Kate had an idea of when they were born.  That’s how Colman got to have a seventh birthday cake, and he’s our oldest piggy so far.

I asked Mummy if all the Jubilee Seven have gone, what are we now, and she said “The Famous Five.”

That sounds good to me.

By the way, I have a lump on my chin and I’m having medicine for it every day.  Mummy says I might have to have tests done on it tomorrow.  But I’ll be in Dr Sally’s good hands.  She’s the best.  So I’ll be okay.

PS Do you like the dark colour scheme? It’s because were in mourning for Kevin, and will be for seven weeks. That takes us to the 27th June, which is the day before Mummy’s birthday.