M is for Mam, or Mummy, as Bertie calls her

Hi there! It’s me, Roscoe, the Ruler of the East!

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No, seriously, I just wanted to sound different today. It’s just GeordieRoscoe as usual. We’re still blogging from A to Z once a week, and we’ve just reached halfway with M. But we have an Appeal further down the page, so please read right to the end. Ta.

The best M I could think of is M for Mother, which means Mam, or for Biggles and Bertie, Mummy. I’m not sure why we call her different things. I don’t think she’s different for each of us.  Then I thought some more and decided to ask each of us a question – or set us a challenge, anyway.

Sum up Mam (Mummy) in one sentence

Bertie in armsBertie

She’s the bringer of food, the cuddler of cuddles, the cleaner of cages, the scratcher of crests, and I love everything she does except cut my nails.

Biggles on Mam's lapBiggles

I love Mummy because she looks after me and brings me cucumber, and makes sure I’m well, even if I’m not feeling happy. And she puts up with me when I’m grumpy and makes me feel better.

  • That’s two sentences, Bigs.  
  • Well the second one begins with And, so it would be one if I hadn’t had to put the full stop in.
  • Oh, okay.
Neville

Mam brushes my hair and smoothes my coat and cleans my ears and makes sure I get enough to eat even if someone tries to eat my portions. And lets us run in the garden when it’s nice.

  • That’s…
  • Okay, what Biggles said.
Me, Roscoe

Mam understands how important I am, and sees to my needs, and looks after my welfare, and makes sure I’m looking my best as much as she can. And goes out to play golf or watch birds a lot.

  • Bertie: That’s not fair, I want a second sentence, too.
  • Roscoe: Go on then

Bertie (2): And we all love her but that sounds soppy and it’s really difficult to think of something different from the others. I’m glad I went first.

Roscoe: hee-hee, I know just what you mean.

So that’s what Mam (Mummy) means to us, and we’re all very grateful we’ve got her.

Selfie with Mam

Appeal

Please give some thought for the piggies at the East Anglian Guinea Pig Rescue.  Auntie Sophie was just restarting as a rescue in a small way after Christmas, and had about twenty piggies in, then they all had babies, and then a couple came in that had an illness that didn’t show during their quarantine period.

Mam says the illness is called Chlamydia Cavia, and basically all the piggies that came into contact with the others are either sick or potentially carriers, and can never be rehomed anywhere with either other guinea pigs, rabbits or cats (because cats get it too).

So now Auntie Sophie has 60 guinea pigs with no way of rehoming them (and no rehoming fees to contribute to costs). Unless you have no guinea pigs, rabbits or cats.  And she has a lot of wishlist items and vet bills to pay. Mam says the vet bills are covered for now by donations already.

If you would like to sponsor a piggy or contribute in any way, please see East Anglian GR Amazon wish list, or wait for further details of the sponsorship scheme.

I was a guinea pig in a rescue once and I know how it feels. Thank you for caring about us.

love

Roscoe xxxxx

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We had a lovely holiday – and now it’s Christmas!

Hello everybody!  Bertie here!

We got back from our holiday the other day, after a long drive in our boxes, but not as long as it had on the way to get to our holiday.  Mummy didn’t go round in circles, for one thing.  Well, not as many, anyway.

I sort of enjoyed the holiday because I had a nice peaceful time and I could look out of the window.  It rained every other day.  Mummy went out every day, but sometimes she came in when it was still light.  Sometimes she went out to have a walk, and then she came back and went out in the evening.  So, yes, Auntie Dawn, I think she saw some feathery things but she was all excited about something on the grass near the sheep on the first day that she said were red wings.

We didn’t go out on the grass because it was too wet, but we did have a nice run on the floor of the cottage.  The floor was very nice because it had underfloor heating, but it was nice, not too hot.

We also had visitors.  Auntie Cathy and Uncle Phill came one day and then they went out, but they still had time to cuddle us.  The next day Auntie Teresa and Sam and Dani came.  If Mummy is Cathy and Teresa’s auntie, does that make us their cousins?  Dani is the person who does Mummy’s cover illustrations.  I liked her a lot.

I think you saw our setup from Roscoe’s message last week, so I won’t put a lot more photos up of that.

We’re getting ready for Christmas now.  Mummy says that’s tomorrow.  We had our photos taken under the Christmas tree, which has some presents under it.  There weren’t any for us, though.  Mummy says ours will arrive tonight, along, possibly, with some more for her from Santa.  I hope she doesn’t get any more guinea pigs, though.  We haven’t enough room for them if we go on holiday.

I hope you have a lovely Christmas with lots of presents.  I’m hoping for something edible.  I think we all are.  Mummy says she’s putting us all on a diet, though.  Including herself.  Well, if you must go out for meals with your friends and family every night for a week, Mummy….

Merry Christmas, everybody! (waves)

love

Bertie xxxx

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.

Bertie with his snowmen bed

Mummy was out ALL WEEK!

Mummy was out all week last week.  She said it was something to do with golf. Sometimes she went out in her golf uniform, but sometimes she went out in funny clothes we’d never seen before.  One of them showed her legs.  It was all swirly around them like her morning coat.  I wasn’t sure whether she was supposed to go out dressed like that, but she had sparkly things around her neck and on her fingers, so maybe it all went together.

She did come home at night. Sometimes very very late. And we did get our morning cuddles, although some of them were very short.  I’m not complaining.  She seems very much happier now, so maybe it did her good.  A sort of holiday, maybe?  We’re all happy too, and we decided to make the most of the cuddles she had time for.

Bertie is even happier.  On Saturday Mummy took one look at his tunnel and threw it away.  I think Bertie had been peeing in it a lot this week.  Anyway, guess what she put in for him instead?  The Blue Tunnel!  I think we had that when we first came, and then Kevin had it, and then… well, I don’t know, I don’t keep track of who has what normally.  I have all Kevin and Colman’s matching set of snowman bedding, plus the snugglesac that matches the ramp tunnels that we don’t use any  more.  Anyway, Bertie has spent most of the weekend in or on his blue tunnel, and he’s very happy. [Mummy says Midge loved sleeping on it, so that’s probably why Biggles loved it, ‘cos he loved Midge.]

And when Mummy came home when it was still light, she went out to get us some grass to eat, so Neville and Roscoe were happy too.

So, despite Mummy being out ALL WEEK, we’re all happy.  Isn’t that odd?

Why is Mummy out so much?

Hello, Bertie here.

Today I will ask a question I’ve been thinking about for ages.

Why does mummy spend so much time away from home?

We only spend a little time each day out of our houses, and then sometimes a nice long time in the garden, like we did on Sunday.

But last week, Mummy spent most of every day out of the house, and sometimes she didn’t come home until it was dark, as well.

Percy says that sometimes she wears golf uniform, and sometimes just ordinary golf clothes.  If she’s in uniform it means she’ll probably be out longer.  He doesn’t know why but thinks it’s a more formal occasion.

Well, if that’s true there are far too many of them.  She should stop, immediately.

I bet she won’t take any notice of me, though.

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Bertie at home

Where does Mummy go?

Hello.  Bertie here.

I was told when I came upstairs that I’d see Mummy more often.

It isn’t true.  She’s here sometimes in the morning.  Then she goes somewhere and a long time later she comes back.  She often asks if we missed her.  I never reply, because I don’t know how.  I mean, no I didn’t miss her.  But she wasn’t here.  It would be nice if she was here more.  They told me I’d see more of her if I came upstairs.  But I don’t.

It’s been very warm the last few days.  We go out on the grass in the evening for an hour or two. It mostly starts out even warmer out there, but gets nice and comfortable.  Then we come back in.  Sometimes it feels warmer inside.  Sometimes it feels cooler.  Last night it was hot and sticky.  We had to remind Mummy it was cucumber time.  Then she went and got it and that cooled us down.

Percy sleeps

Even though it’s hot Percy still snoozes inside his snugglesac.  I sleep on the hay in the loft.  Midge sleeps on the hay or on top of the snuggletunnel.  It’s okay when it’s hot, but Mummy complains.

Anyway, if you know where Mummy goes, please tell me.

love,

Bertie.

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