Summer in the garden

I suppose some guinea pigs might not go out in the garden much.  Some may have to go out whether it’s raining or not.  I don’t know.  I only know that when Mummy’s home and it’s warm enough, and dry enough, we go out in the garden to eat the grass.  She calls it lawn-mowing.

This summer, Bertie has been in his own run, Oscar has been in his, and Midge, Biggles and I have been in the other – usually a much bigger one.  Mummy says it’s because we have three times as much grass to get through than the others.  I know it’s also because she likes it when we all run around together and are sociable.  I like being sociable too.

We socialise in the morning, on the floor in the kitchen, and we do that all year round.  I like doing that, because it’s always the same temperature, and there’s hay in a box to jump in and munch.  We (Midge and I) have been running around with Biggles, once he started being friendly and not aggressive to us.  He’s a bit bossy, but nowhere near as bad as Bertie.  Bertie and Biggles just attack each other, so Mummy makes sure they aren’t in the same place at the same time.

Just recently, Bertie has been more sociable with me, after Mummy has taken Midge upstairs.  Mummy noticed, so she’s giving us more time to get along.  Bertie’s getting much better all round – he comes over to ask Mummy for a head scratch sometimes, which she likes doing.  His nose is better now; those two black spots have disappeared.

I think Mummy might put Bertie and me in a run on the grass together, to see how we get along.  Midge can socialise with Biggles okay, although he’s not very patient with him.  It’s funny, because they look very alike.

Oscar and Midge and I went to see Dr Sally this week – Oscar and me for a check-up, and Midge because he’d set a new world record for heavyweight pigs.  She checked him over and he’s fine.  She checked us and we’re pretty much the same as we were although my lump’s got bigger.  They decided that they’d give us a summer in the garden to see what Dr Sun and Dr Greengrass can do. It’s not as easy to ignore my lump as it was, but Mummy gives me something every day to make sure it doesn’t hurt, and I’m getting used to it.

Dr Sally wants to see us again next month.  That’s a date, then, Dr Sally!

No fuss needed!

You may have seen on our Facebook page that I’ve got a lump on my cheek, and I’ve been to the vet a couple of times.

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You can see Percy’s lump on his left cheek here

Last time I stayed with Dr Sally a while and had a snooze.  When I woke up Mummy came to fetch me. I felt a little funny but I’m back to normal now.  Apparently I had an xRay which showed nothing much, although my tooth roots might be starting to grow the wrong way.  Dr Sally also took a sample of my lump.  Mummy relayed the message she left on Mummy’s phone to me, and she said: It’s a lump, not an abscess, and it might be pre-diagnostic.  Mummy says that means they can’t quite tell what it is yet.

So I’m having to keep taking the horrible medicine that Mummy gives me twice a day.  She tries to disguise the taste with apple juice, so it could be worse.  She puts the pro-biotic in with the apple juice too.  Then when I’ve had my two tubes of that, Mummy usually give me cucumber, which takes the taste away completely.  And, don’t tell Midge, in the evening she gives me my meds and cucumber downstairs, then hands out the evening cucumber and gives me another slice at the same time she gives Midge his.

Midge and I are having a special diet food on top of our normal pellets, and Mummy’s pleased because Midge has lost weight and I’ve settled at the mid 1500s instead of the mid 1600s which was too much.  We still get our diet food though.  It’s quite tasty.

But really, Mummy shouldn’t make such a fuss about me, because I’m perfectly okay.  I like the extra cuddles, though!

G for Grass #AtoZChallenge

Percy enjoying spring grass
Percy enjoying spring grass

Hello and welcome to George’s Guinea Pig World.  I’m Percy, and I run this place with Kevin.  George set it up in 2009, which is before I was born.  I live with Bertie & Biggles in a nice cage next to Oscar, and his brother Midge lives next to Kevin.

Our A to Z theme is “Our Favourite Things”


gG is for Grass

Today we’re talking about grass.  Running around on it, eating it, sleeping on it, it doesn’t matter which, we just love grass.

We go out in our runs on the grass when it’s warm enough and we won’t get cold feet.  Mummy often puts the runs out around her vegetable patches so we can see what she’s growing for our breakfasts.  We are supposed to trim the grass next to the vegetable patches for her, but she says that Dylan and Dougall were never very diligent with that, and they’ve passed on their bad habits to us.  Kevin’s very good at edges, though.

Out in the garden with Dougall, Dylan, Humphrey and Victor
August in the garden with Dougall and Dylan

Apparently, once upon a time Mummy used to grow grass in trays for Fred and George, who were the first guinea pigs in George’s Guinea Pig World.  Once they got older she just put them outside for a run, and she’s done that ever since.  You can see some of our adventures on the grass on our Youtube Playlist.

I wonder if you’ll be able to see this one, with Fred running around.  He’s only 2 here. That was in 2009, when George started this blog.

We’ll be doing H on Monday, and Kevin will take over for the week.  I’ll be back the week after!

F for Fingers #AtoZChallenge

Percy
Percy

Hello and welcome to George’s Guinea Pig World.  I’m Percy, and I run this place with Kevin.  George set it up in 2009, which is before I was born.  I live with Bertie & Biggles in a nice cage next to Oscar, and his brother Midge lives next to Kevin.

Our A to Z theme is “Our Favourite Things”


fF is for Fingers

I know it sounds funny, but we love Mummy’s fingers.  Most of us like to sit with our foot on her finger.  It makes us feel secure.  They are also nice to sniff when she puts them in my cage in the morning.  I know she wants me to stand on them so she can pick me up, but I like to lick them first, just to check.

We always feel safe in Mummy’s hands.  It’s nice to feel safe.  I checked with the others and we all have slightly different positions for our preferred carry-place, but we all like to have one foot firmly on Mummy’s finger.  A foot on the pulse, as it were.

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Kevin in the fingers

Mummy says she likes the feel of our feet on her fingers too.

Apparently George used to groom the side of her first finger when he was being cuddled, and Kevin says he grooms her fingers too.

So it’s not just me.

Come back tomorrow for the letter G

 

E for Evening cucumber #AtoZChallenge

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Mr Percy Pig

Hello and welcome to George’s Guinea Pig World.  I’m Percy, and I run this place with Kevin.  George set it up in 2009, which is before I was born.  I live with Bertie & Biggles in a nice cage next to Oscar, and his brother Midge lives next to Kevin.

Our A to Z theme is “Our Favourite Things”


eE is for Evening Cucumber

I think I suggested when we did C for Cuddles that cucumber was even more of a favourite thing.  We get little bits of cucumber at cuddle time in the morning, but in the evening, Mummy comes into the kitchen to make herself a drink and cut a slice of cucumber for each of us.  Oscar and I live in the kitchen, so we lean over the side and watch her to make sure she gives us the best bits.  Apparently Hugo and Hector used to do that as well, although most of us come to the side of the cage to get it straight from her hand.

Bertie & Biggles only arrived two weeks ago but they’ve already become brave enough to take their cucumber from Mummy’s hand.  Mummy’s very pleased with them.

Mmmm, Evening cucumber!

Kevin with his evening cucumber
Kevin with his evening cucumber

Come and see what F stands for tomorrow!

You are invited to my party!

It’s a whole year since I came home with Mummy from the funny hot place with lots of people.  I’m not sure what it was called, but the rescue place put me and Rabbit there to try and find us homes – and I found Mummy!  I think it was my lucky day.

Mummy says we should celebrate my birthday on my gotcha day, since we don’t know when my birthday is, or even how old I am.  I was supposed to be five years old, so she took pity on me, thinking I’d fit in with Kevin and Dylan and Dougall.  But by spring she thought I couldn’t have been more than two, judging from my neat and delicate toenails, and now she thinks maybe I wasn’t even that old.  She was looking at photos of last year, which is why she thinks that.  And also because although I put on a lot of weight after I got here, she reckons it was simply because I was growing up.  I’ll go with that.

Mr Percy
Mr Percy

This was me at D&D’s birthday party at the end of last November.

And this is me now.

Of course, I’ve put on weight, but Mummy says I’m now a mature boar, not a young lad which is what I look like in comparison.  I’ve grown into my head and ears, she says, and I have a superb topline, whatever that means.  So we’re going to say I’m three now, but I could be less.  Maybe I’m only two.  I don’t know.  I know I like it here, and I hope there’s going to be cake tomorrow, when we have my birthday party.  I like the cake Mummy makes.  It’s made of mushed pellets and herbs and tastes yummy.  I do hope we have cake.

By the way, we’re back in our own room now.  We came back on Saturday.  I got used to Mummy sitting in the same room as us and watching the picture box, but it’s just as nice here and we have more light.  And we get to run around on the kitchen floor again, and it’s all clean.  Mummy has asked us to keep it that way.  Um, I’ll do my best, Mummy.

PS.  Do you like our new layout?  Mummy’s been trying to make it better for people using mobile phones.  I hope you enjoy it.  Let me know if you need something changed!

Did you have a nice Easter?

We did!

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Mummy put us out in the garden for a couple of hours on Friday, me with Midge and Percy with Oscar.  She’s been giving us some grass from the garden for ages, so we shouldn’t get upset tummies from the change of diet.  And we were only outside for a couple of hours, anyway.  But now I’m going to hand you over to Percy, your new correspondent.

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Hello.  I’m Percy.  Thank you for voting for me.  Kevin says I just have to tell you what we’ve been doing.

We went outside on the grass on Friday.  It was a little scary.  I hadn’t been on the grass before.  Mummy put me down in a run with Oscar.  We grumbled at each other a bit.  I wanted to eat grass and hide from the huge sky above us.  Oscar wanted to rumble at everybody.  He tried to pull the fence down too.  I got on with eating.  I don’t know what Oscar did.  I think he ended up eating too.  I said hello to Kevin.  I had only seen Kevin in passing before.  He’s nice.  I would say that even if he wasn’t reading this.  He’s showing me where to put my feet to make it work.  It’s very complicated.  Here’s Kevin.

Kevin here.  That was very good, Percy, you’ll soon get the hang of it.

Mummy gave me a special message for Roland.  Mummy says she’s taken a photo of the message in your card from last year, as she planted the card in the wildflower garden.  Apparently the card had seeds embedded in it.  Anyway, she’s kept your request to be a ninjineer and she’s thinking about it.  And she’s marked where she’s planted the card so she can take photos of it grows.

Look, I don’t know what it means either.  I’m just passing on the message.

I hope we can go out in the garden again this week.

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Terrific birthday party!

We had a terrific birthday party on Friday!  Dougall and I were FOUR YEARS OLD and Mummy made us a lovely cake with candles on it… FOUR candles.  I found they got in the way of the cake decoration so I knocked them off and Mummy took them away to make sure we didn’t eat them.

Mummy wants to show how much we’ve grown:

I think they’re pretty cool.  You can see we sometimes party in our run, and sometimes in the living room.  That’s special in the living room.  This year Mummy introduced us to Mr Percy, but she said I was too rough with him.  I always get over-enthusiastic at parties. Kevin puts up with it better, but then Mummy gave me a bird’s-eye view of him and Dougall having a game. Continue reading “Terrific birthday party!”