Well, that’s over

Hi, Biggles here. That’s Christmas over, then.

We had a nice time, lots of food. For Christmas Day we had carrots – funny yellow ones but they tasted good. We also had kale and chard from the garden, salad from the fridge thing, celery, and herbs – sage and rosemary I think they’re called. And in the afternoon we had Christmas cake. It’s like birthday cake, but we just got a portion each in our bowls.

Uncle James didn’t come, so our hay stayed in the spare room. The new box came on Tuesday, and we started it straight away. It’s not as nice as usual. The hay’s okay but not as nice as usual. It has lots of leaves in it, but nothing poisonous. Mummy’s a bit disappointed. She gave us some of our home-grown hay with it last night. It was yummy. We also got a funny green stick with nobbles on it. The nobbles tasted like cabbage, and the stick tasted like broccoli stalk a bit. I quite liked it, but it was better when Mummy cut it in half down the middle. We could eat the softer inside bit then.

Oh, Christmas presents! I got a nice new big snugglesac. You can see a picture of me with it. I sat in it Christmas night and it was lovely. Yesterday Mummy took it away and washed it. It smells better now. Ludo and Locksley got a nice grey snugglesac, with white stars on it. I think it’ll be the perfect camouflage sac for Locksley. They are very suspicious of it. They are suspicious of everything, so I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised.

Roscoe and Neville got new tents for the summer. I think they were a little disappointed they didn’t get something new for their run. Roscoe admitted he didn’t want Mummy to take any of their things away, so maybe it was all right.

And we all got some chew sticks from the nice lady next door, Auntie Linda. It was very kind of her to think of us, and we’re very grateful.

Apparently Ludo wasn’t very well during his cuddle time yesterday. Mummy stayed home to keep an eye on him. She was going for a walk at the same place as her other brother, but didn’t. Ludo was a bit funny getting back into his cage afterwards. He sort of fell out of the tent instead of stepping out. Mummy picked him up again and took him off for a check-up. That’s when she decided to stay home and keep an eye on him. But she went out to get us some cucumber later. I haven’t seen anything wrong with Ludo. I’ve been keeping an eye on him too. Maybe it was Just One Of Those Things.

That’s it for now. I’m going away, and I won’t be back till next year! Have a nice week.


Biggles xx

It’s been so noisy!

Hello, Biggles here. It’s my turn to blog today. I hope you enjoyed the last one.

This week has been so noisy!

It started okay. Then Mummy told us the doors were going to be replaced. There would be lots of noise. But if it got too bad, she would put us in our boxes in the quietest place.

Well, that sounded fine to me. But she didn’t. Put us in our boxes, that is.

To be fair, it wasn’t too bad most of the time. Just when they did our door, and maybe Mummy’s next to it. But Mummy was working on the computer and ignoring it, so we ignored it too. I was in my tunnel, which muffled the noise a bit. Ludo and Locksley were in their tunnels, although Ludo had his face out, watching Mummy. But Roscoe didn’t seem to mind it one bit! He was lying out on his hay, sleeping, while the men made horrible squealing noises with the machine on the door.

Mummy did check on us. I saw her look at us several times,. She was trying to work out whether we were scared. We weren’t scared, because Mummy didn’t seem worried. Well, maybe Ludo was a bit scared.

Our door is the one at the end. This was before they put the handle on – that was the very noisy bit

Anyway that was all done and cleared away, and Mummy’s very happy with her new doors. Ours is very nice. It’s got glass all the way down to about guinea pig height. If she closes it, she can see us if we’re on the floor. It’s much nicer having a see-through door when it’s pointing into the room, too.

Saturday was blissfully quiet. Yesterday it got really noisy again. I don’t know why Ludo and Locksley were making so much noise. I went over and chatted to them at one stage. That only seemed to make them worse. They were bickering, and complaining. Locksley carried on with his baby noises for hours on end. I’m sure there was nothing wrong.

Look how big he is now – nearly 800 gms, Mummy says

I think Ludo got upset that Locksley had been talking to me. He’s a bit jealous if anyone talks to Locksley except Mummy. Mummy sat and looked at them, and talked to them severely. She said they had to learn to make friends with us or they wouldnt have nearly as nice a run when it got to grass time in the spring. I think they’ll have to have the tall panels anyway. We know Ludo can jump the small ones if he really wants to.

Anyway, that was our week. Mummy says she might have to make it smell funny this coming week. She has to wipe special oil all over the doors. I don’t want to be rude, but Mummy often makes funny smells in the kitchen, so it won’t really be anything new.

And we have a Christmas tree, Roscoe showed you that last week. Now there are some Christmas decorations around the house. None in our room, though. Not that we usually have them. I just thought you’d like to know.

Roscoe will be here next week. I’ll see you next time – when it will be After Christmas!



Boggles in the hay

Biggles’ first post

Hello, I’m Biggles.

Roscoe said to tell you anything important that happened last week. That’s a good idea.

First off, Ludo and I had a misunderstanding.

It was quite a difficult misunderstanding because he tried to bite and kick me, and chase me away.

Mummy let us all mix together, under her supervision, of course. We had sat together so nicely on Sunday for our photos, she thought she’d try letting Ludo and Locksley meet with us on the floor in the morning.

I was in the box when Locksley came in and found me. We were just chatting when Ludo arrived. I think he thought Locksley was in danger from me, because he leapt on me and we had a bit of a scuffle. Mummy was right above us, so she got us sorted out pretty quick, but she picked me up and put me back in my run.

It wasn’t my fault, and she told me so, and she picked me up again and cuddled me and checked me all over. But Ludo hadn’t actually hurt me, just my feelings.

Ludo and Locksley

Mummy obviously decided they weren’t yet ready for free time with us, as she hasn’t let them out with us since. But she asked me to try to get to know Ludo a bit better. He doesn’t know much about meeting other guinea pigs.

When she changed our beds on Friday, she swapped Ludo & Locksley into the space next to me, and sent Roscoe and Neville to the end by the blue wall. I haven’t said much to them yet, but it all seems to be working fine at present.

So, that was that.

The second thing: Mummy went out when it was getting dark on Friday, and came back late, with a patch over her eye. Auntie Anne was with her, but I don’t think she did it. Mummy said she had been to the human vet to make her eye better. She hasn’t got the patch on now, so I think she’s better already. She keeps wearing different glasses though, and she puts the patch back on at night.

That’s enough for today, I think. I hope you liked my first post.



Just another November week

Way-aye, Roscoe here. It’s still November.

We had plenty more wild wind and rain beating on our house and windows this week. But we also had two really nice days. On one of them the builders came back to fix the summerhouse roof. Well, they arrived when it was still raining, but it got sunny just about as they were thoroughly wet. It meant the summerhouse roof got fixed, and shouldn’t ever leak again.

Our hay is still in the spare room, where it got nice and dry. Mam said it’s not going in the summerhouse until it looks really dry in there. I hope it’s ready by the time Uncle James comes to stay otherwise he’ll have to sleep with the hay boxes! I’m sure Mam wouldn’t make him do that, though.

We’ve got a HayBox delivery coming tomorrow. It’s worked really well having it every five weeks, as we’ve just about finished this last box, but not quite. Mam’s been taking photos of us enjoying our hay to send to them. I think they like putting pictures of happy customers on their website.

Another website you might find photos of us on, is Ani’s blog ‘A Small Dog: Life at the Tail End.‘ Mam’s added her to our list at the side, so we can visit her easily. Ani’s doing something called an Advent Calendar, and I’ve written a blog post about us for her. Mostly about our amazing year and all the problems we’ve had with moving and Bertie and everything. I hope people enjoy reading it. But Ani’s blogging about her amazing Mam and the troubles she’s having at the moment. I hope nothing like that happens to our Mam.

We’re lucky we’re all settled now, although war broke out last night because Ludo was still contemplating his piece of cucumber when Locksley came round and stole it from him! Well, it wasn’t really war, Ludo was pretty upset and chased him a bit, but Mam took it off Locksley and gave it back to Ludo. I don’t know whether he ever finished it, though.

Mam says Ludo isn’t the most eager guinea pig she’s ever known, but she reckons he does like cucumber. Just takes his time in taking it from her. Once he takes his first piece in the morning, though, he doesn’t waste any time taking the second or third.

I think that’s about it. No idea why we had fireworks again on Saturday and Sunday. Mam was a bit cross about it. But there’s nothing to be done, and they weren’t those ones that just go bang…bang… bang which we used to hear in Norfolk. These go whoosh crackle crackle, and only sometimes go bang. I hope those are the last of them till Christmas.

We’re having our Christmas photos taken soon. It’s earlier than usual because one of the pictures has to go to Ani to go with my blog post. Maybe I’ll be able to give you a preview next week!

Till then, keep safe, love

Roscoe xxxxx

Ludo and Locksley

I’m Fine and Locksley’s Grown

Way-aye, Roscoe here again.

I went to see Dr Mark last week. He checked me all over, personal like, and concluded I was fine. Just getting a bit older. And he let Mam know what the new maximum dose of Metacam is. I started getting 0.3 whatevers a few weeks ago, because Mam thought I needed it. According to Dr Mark I can have up to 0.5 whatevers a day. So Mam’s doing it right. Some days I feel more in need of it than others. Mam says she has the same problem but she gets Ibuprofen sometimes, not Metacam.

So that’s us. Now for the update on Locksley and Ludo.

First off, Locksley’s grown. Well, you know he’s growing, because he’s a baby and that’s what babies do. But he’s now a young guinea pig, not a baby guinea pig. It’s quite a difference. He’s hit the 600 gms mark on the scales, which means him and Ludo together now weigh more than me. For weeks they weighed less than me. I’ve stayed the same. Ludo’s put on a little weight, Locksley’s more than doubled.

But he’s also doubled in size. Look at this!

I know it’s not easy to see him, but he has a white thumb-like mark on his right shoulder, so you can get your bearings okay. Locksley’s not far off being the same size as Ludo!

Mam says she has a lot of trouble seeing him, even when he’s in the run. He’s like a shadow, she says. And he’s got very fluffy hair, not really like a Rex, like Biggles. She says it’s more like the soft hair Victor had on his back. Maybe he’s going to be an Abby? He’s probably old enough to show longer hair if he was going to be like Neville, though. Mam had a look back at Dylan and Dougall’s baby pics and theirs was already sticking up above their ears when they were three months.

He’s turning into an attractive young man, and he’s quite well mannered, considering. Mam took the second panel away from our run yesterday, because he’s too big to poke his head through now. It was clever what she did, just attached another panel with wire on our side, so we didn’t chew it like they might have done. But it’s wired to the other panel on the left, to offset it, and make the bar come between the other two bars on the one behind. Oh, this photo will probably explain it all much better.

Double panel to reduce risk to Locksley

So, that’s gone and we’re back to normal now. I can have better chats to Locksley and give him proper Uncle Guidance. Ludo seems to be quite willing to say hello, but never has anything else to say for himself. I think he’s been through a very bad experience, with no-one to keep him company. Nev and I had each other, of course.

Mam says he enjoys his cuddles, and is quite relaxed when he’s with her. He’s just nuts about hiding from her if he’s in the run. He’s beginning to get used to Mam sitting next to him and reading, but he shoots for cover any time she moves.

None of us had any trouble with the firework things this week though. They happened every night from last weekend to this, starting around 5 pm, and mostly stopping around 10.30. But it’s not as noisy as the builders. We can cope, Mam 🙂

Have a good week


Roscoe xxxxx

It hardly ever stops raining

Way-aye, Roscoe here.

We had all that hot weather in the spring, and it seems for the last five weeks it hasn’t stopped raining. Mam’s been worried about the summerhouse roof which had some damp patches, and the men came to fix it in September, and then it hasn’t stopped raining since, until yesterday, for about an hour.

But the roof isn’t fixed properly and Mam called the fixers back to look at it and tell her what they were going to do to make it right. It’s even worse than before they fixed it, and our hay that’s stored in there is getting a bit damp. Mam noticed, of course, and brought it in to the spare room yesterday, and it’s drier already.

Ludo got a right shock when Mam and the fixing man were outside his window at floor time. He shot round the floor run then jumped clean over it and went and hid in among the tents. We all stood and stared at him, not realising what his problem was. I think Mam saw him, because she came in very quickly afterwards and rescued him, and soothed him, before going back outside (in the rain).

Ludo doesn’t seem to be settling very well. He’s okay on Mam’s lap, and when he’s on the floor and Mam’s not here he’s fine. In fact, he relaxes a bit when Mam isn’t here. But if she comes in, or comes close to his run, he hides.

Locksley’s okay. He’s grown into a proper guinea pig shape now. But he’s learning bad habits from Ludo. Like hiding instead of coming to be picked up. He sort of does half and half rt present. Hides in the far corner and makes out he’s scared, then lets himself be ushered to the corner nearest me, and then he picks up as easy as anything. But he’ll come forward for his cucumber now.

Mam says he’s doing fine, and Ludo will take as long as he needs. But I can’t see either of them coming up to the side of the cage for a head scratch any time soon. I think Ludo stares at me as if I’m mad when I do that, but I like it, and so does Mam.

Mam’s been a bit busy with her book. I think she needs to spend more time sitting by their run, reading or something, like she did a couple of weeks after they first came. They’ll get more used to her that way.

Ah, well, what do I know, I’m just a guinea pig.

Have a nice November.


Roscoe xxxxx