Hi! Bertie here! It’s been a busy week for Mummy but at least when she went out early she gave us lots of food, and most days she came back in time to give us a nice run in the garden.
I’ve met the two new boys, Roscoe and Neville. Roscoe is white, and quite big, although not as big as Midge (nobody in the world is as big as Midge – although Mummy’s taller). Neville looks big but he isn’t, he’s just very hairy. Midge says he looks like Dylan from the front and Dougall from the back and he’s as shy as Dougall. That doesn’t mean a thing to me. Percy says Midge is right, though. Oscar says Midge is right as well, and Oscar hardly ever agrees with Midge.
Here are lots of pictures of us in the garden. Mummy has some moving pictures too, which she’ll tell you about later.
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!
Last week was funny. We went out in the garden on Monday and Tuesday. The next day it started raining so we didn’t go again until Saturday. We still got our floor time in the morning. One of those days I got into a bit of an argument with Oscar when Mummy wasn’t looking. He bit me on the nose! It was only a scratch. By Friday it was looking a mess, because Mummy had washed the neat dried blood off and put sticky stuff called medicinal honey on it. So it looks much worse than it is. Here’s a picture of me on Saturday to prove it!
Sunday (yesterday) was nice. Mummy moved our runs. There’s less shade so we have to have the green shades up. There’s much more space, running between the vegetable beds again.
The most important part of Sunday was Midge’s birthday! Mummy did one of her special cakes, at least that’s what Percy says it was. I’d never seen one before. Oscar had his own portion, which he ate right up, and so did I. Mine didn’t have candles on it, because it wasn’t my birthday. My birthday is in February. I share it with Biggles, who shared Midge’s cake with Midge and Percy. I hope we get cake in February. It’s yummy. I finished it all up. Well, so did everyone.
Hello! I’m Kevin. I’m a ginger and white guinea pig and I look after both George’s Guinea Pig World and our Facebook page. Percy and I have been sharing the workload for our A to Z Challenge this year, and I’ll be doing this last week.
Our theme is “Our Favourite Things” – and I hope you’re not tired out from all this blog-visiting! I’ve had an upset tummy for the last couple of weeks, but I’m feeling a lot better now.
T is for Tunnels…
… although it could also be for TENTS.
We have lots of tunnels, some soft and cosy ones, some cardboard ones, and some covered with dry grass which we can nibble. There’s also a blue fabric one, the same as our tent fabric, which we use out of doors. Tunnels are lovely to snuggle up in or run through, and they make a great shelter when we’re in the garden and fancy a snooze.
Fred and George with new chubes
Hugo takes a break
Fred and Victor
Midge in his tunnel
George and Fred 6 weeks old
Tents and tunnels in the garden
Hector’s tartan tunnel
Oscar in the old green & purple tunnel
Snuggly Dylan & Dougall
Kevin in the tent
When Mummy first got guinea pigs, that was Fred and George, she used to carry them around in the cardboard tunnels called chubes, which she thought might be safer if she ever tripped over. Later when she got the tents, she realised that not only are they good for sheltering from the sun (and rain if she forgets to bring us in and it starts raining), but also, for carrying us from the house to the garden and so on. And then when she did that, we all knew what was what, so when she shakes our tents at us we come and get in them to be taken in (or out). Mostly. Sometimes if we really don’t want to come in she has to be a little stern with us. But we know when she really means it.
She’s learnt from our Looks at her when we want to come in. I think Fred taught her to watch for his Look, and I managed to give her the same Look, which she understands. So we’ve done quite well at training Mummy over the years.
Here’s a moving picture of Dylan playing with his tent and tunnels in the garden, and Dougall too.
And here’s a picture of Midge coming into his tent at the end of floor-time in the morning.
Come back tomorrow and see us doing something Unusual!!
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 in a nice cage next to Oscar, and his brother Midge lives next to Kevin.
Our A to Z theme is “Our Favourite Things”
N is for New Fleeces
There are lots of things suitable for lining the bottom of a guinea pig house (or cage, or run). We mostly have fleeces on top of newspaper (although Mummy now also uses absorbent pads* because we tend to pee in the same places which makes a soggy mess).
Sometimes we get new fleeces, and they’re lovely. My tartan fleece was nearly new when I got it, only Hector had used it before. Oscar got new fleeces for Christmas, because the old ones hadn’t been proper fleeces and she wanted to throw them out. Midge says he needs new fleeces, and Mummy agrees, and says he might have them for his birthday. And Kevin says he has the original fleeces for the run, that Fred and George had, and they are still really good, and he has the one that came with him and Colman from Jersey with paw prints on it, and also the newer butterfly one, and they are all great, so he thinks we’re sissies. Or else he just treats them better than the rest of us.
Mummy says a new fleece has to be washed a couple of times to get it ready to be used, otherwise pee just sits on top, instead of draining through to the absorbent layer underneath. That’s the only disadvantage of a new fleece, as far as I can see, since otherwise they are nice and soft and with no old boar glue patches that didn’t wash out. Um, I suppose you want me to explain what boar glue is. Well, let’s just say only boars produce it, it’s a thick liquid and it dries to a gluey lump.
Anyway, here is Oscar with his Christmas present of new fleeces (there are some food pellets on it to encourage him to step on it).
*Mummy here. ‘Puppy pads’ are often used, but they tend to be treated to attract dogs, which might not be a good chemical in a guinea pig home. Unscented pads are found in the health supplies section on Amazon – search for incontinence pads or under pads. They work out cheaper than the equivalent amount of newspaper, if you can afford to buy in bulk! They can’t be recycled or composted though.
I get cheap fleece throws from household stores like The Range; they tend to be the right size for my cages when folded, and they are cheaper than buying by the metre in a fabric store.
Hi, Kevin here. We’re into the second week of the A to Z Challenge, and in case you’re just visiting, I’m a six year old ginger and white guinea pig. This blog was started by Fred and George, Mummy’s very first guinea pigs. She writes books about them too.
Our A to Z Challenge theme is “Our Favourite Things”
L is for Lavender
Oooh, lavender! I adore lavender. Mummy has some bushes growing in the corner of one of the vegetable patches, and when are runs are next to it during the summer I try to sneak some pieces off and eat them. She doesn’t seem to mind, she says something about pruning doing them good.
Sometimes she uses pieces of lavender in things, and gives us a little with our breakfast, or as a treat. She sometimes decorates summer birthday cakes with it, too.