Hello, Locksley here. It keeps raining and we can't go outside on the grass. Sometimes Mummy goes and cuts us some if the sun is shining late in the day, because it won't get dry enough for us in time to go and run on it. We can tell it's wet, because, well, the grass …
The weather's made our summerhouse roof leak and the hay was getting damp
Way-aye, Roscoe here. I thought I'd tell you about our grass today. We have several types, but mostly you can divide it into that which Mam picks (or cuts) and brings into us, and that we graze on when we're out in our run. We've been going out in our run a lot, and it's …
Hello, Bertie here again! It's been a funny week. It's been very dark all day. The rain has been lashing against the window. Sometimes Mummy has gone out in it. Mostly she only went out in the car to get our food, but one day she went to see Auntie Sophie who was trying to …
Hello, Bertie here. It seems likes Roscoe's request for grass didn't quite work, but we did get rain. Mummy says it was Friday night mostly. But we did get some yesterday too. It's been cooler, but nice. Also cloudy. Friday evening Mummy told us to be prepared for fireworks in the sky, and they started …
Hello it's Bertie here. I don't know what's going on. There's no grass left where Mummy puts us out in the evening for grass time. It's all brown. Although there is a little around the edges. I nibble that but it's not enough for a real supper. We spend most of our days sheltered form …
George's Guinea Pig World 