neville and roscoe have their hair dried

Neville and I had a bath

Way-aye, it’s me, Roscoe.

Mam’s been saying she’d give us a bath and the other day she did it.  It’s not fair, really, since it’s only a few months since our last one.  I don’t think Bertie and Biggles have had one since we’ve been here! (Mam just said they’d be having their’s this week, probably today.)

I don’t really mind having a bath, once it’s inevitable, like.  I was running, or rather, splashing, around the big white bath until Mam caught me and made me all wet, and then I waited for Nev to get wet, then we got all soapy, and having it all rubbed into our coats, all over.  It’s a really good feeling. I like it anyway.  I’m not sure I like the funny spray thing that washes the soap out after, but it’s soon done.

 

Mam wrapped us each in towels and we went and sat on her lap to get dry.  Then after a while, when we were nearly dry, she put this very noisy warm wind on us, and made us drier.  Then we came upstairs to our nice clean run.  Even the cagewear had been washed.

2019 A to Z badgeBertie’s been talking about doing the alphabet each week.  I like the idea.  Mam said something about finding when we’d first done it on here.  It was 2012, and Victor did it.  That was three years after the A to Z started.  Then Mam discovered it was three years after George’s Guinea Pig World started.  So it’s our tenth anniversary this year, too.

So as well as doing the alphabet, we’re going to have something special around 7th May, which is the anniversary of George starting this website up.  He did this post to welcome everybody, and it all went from there.

We’ve only filled nine letters, so far.  We’ve thought of two things for A, six for B, one for C, three for G, one for K, for each for M and N, two for P and one for R.  We’ve got a lot more thinking to do.  Oh, Mam’s just suggested ‘degu’ for D…

And that’s a reminder that Bertie is being interviewed by Joshua the Degu on Friday, on Auntie Tori’s website.  You’ll be able to find the interview here, but it isn’t alive until Friday (22nd March).

See you next time!

Roscoe

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There’s something called A to Z

Hello everybody, Bertie here!

There’s something called A to Z where you go through the alphabet during April, posting every day about something beginning with the right letter.  Percy was doing it when Biggles and I came to live with him.  Well, he was still doing it when we got too big to be in the same cage and he went to live with Midge, but that’s another story.

Percy and Bertie in the zebra sack

Anyway, next month is April, and I asked Mummy if we could do it.

Mummy: you know it’s a lot of work, Bertie?

Me: Well, maybe.

Mummy: and you have to find time to visit everyone who visits you.

Me: I can do that.

Mummy: and you have to think of a topic for each letter of the alphabet, and find pictures of it, and make a nice post.

Me: I can do that.

Mummy: Every day. Probably instead of grass time.

Me: Er….

Mummy: I tell you what.  Get together with Roscoe and the others and see if you can make a list of things to post about.  Roscoe can post the list here next week.  Maybe aunties can give you ideas for any gaps.

Me: er… okay.  And then can we do the A to Z in April?

Mummy: Maybe.  Why not just post once a week from A to Z?  That would take you through to the autumn.  It wouldn’t be so much work for you and you’d still have grass time.

Me: That sounds great!  Do we still have to make the list?

Mummy: That’s up to you.

Bertie talks to Roscoe

So, I told Roscoe all about it, and we’re going to put a list together.  He might put it up next week, or I’ll do it the week after. But it isn’t going to be all done in April.  It’s going to be a Long-term Project.

Don’t you think that’s a good idea?

See you next time

love

Bertie xxx

 

Slimmers World part 2 and my bid for stardom

Way-aye there, Roscoe here again.

Hope you’re all doing well.  We’ve had nice sunshine the last couple of days, and Mam hasn’t been wearing lots of clothes (plenty but not lots of woolly ones).  She says it’s only February so don’t expect to go out on the grass yet.  But I know there’s photos of past piggies on the grass in February, so I’m getting me hopes up.

Mam is very disappointed with our diets.  I think she’s disappointed with her own, to be honest, since she tries hard during the week and then she says it all goes wrong at weekends.  I told her we should dole out her food, but she doesn’t listen.

Mind you, this starving us hasn’t had much effect so far.  It’s hard to tell though, because if you’ve just had a wee it could make you weigh a lot less.  Mam’s done something clever with her pictures to give you this chart of our weight loss over the four weeks.

our weights Feb 16

Neville’s line is at the top.  You can see that after the black line that shows when we started these slimming things he’s dipped below the 1700 gms line.  So maybe it’s helping him.  He certainly comes and stretches up for his cucumber and things from Mam, so maybe that’s helping.

The next line is Biggles. I don’t know what he’s eating, but he’s not been losing any, and Mam’s very disappointed with him.  She says he’s a bit more active though.  Bertie’s the next one down. If I was feeling kind I’d say he’s lost a bit in the last couple of weeks, but since he put it on to start with, he’s only a tiny bit less.

And then there’s me.  I’m the lightest of us anyway.  Mam says that’s no excuse, I’m heavier than ‘huge Hugo’ ever was.  I suppose that bursts my bubble a bit, but not much.  I was doing well till that birthday party, so I reckon we can blame it all on your cake, Mam.

Mam says we’re continuing with the diet till we’ve got through all the special food.  Well, it’s fairly tasty when you get used to it, so that’s okay.  I miss the occasional carrot though.

I’m a star!

Roscoe eating hay

It’s an exciting week coming up, ‘cos I’m on Furkid Friday this coming Friday.  Don’t miss it.  This is the link, but don’t click it till Friday as it won’t work till then.  You get to meet Joshua, and he interviews me, and there are pictures, too.  You’ve probably seen the pictures before, mind.

And here’s Joshua in his cage!

Degu Joshua Zigler

…and we’re still thinking about Auntie Tori, who says she’s had her operation and is home recovering.  Get well soon, Auntie Tori ❤

Biggles and Bertie are two

Bertie here again!

Hello everybody.  I asked Roscoe very nicely if I could post again today to tell you about my birthday.  He said something like “I suppose you’d better because you’ll be insuferabel till you’ve told everyone”.  I don’t know what insuferabel means but I expect it’s a compliment.

We had a lovely time.  Mummy did portraits of us in the morning… look:

and then we had a nice run in the kitchen.  Later we came downstairs again, and Mummy had set up a lovely party room for us.  I enjoyed running around in that, and everyone came!  I spoke very nicely to Roscoe, and he spoke nicely to me most of the time, but Mummy decided he’d better go home before the party ended.  Then Biggles came down.  We said hello, and then I said something Biggles didnt agree with, and Mummy asked me if I’d enjoyed myself (which I had), and she took me home.  From the photos it looks like Neville helped Biggles enjoy his own birthday cake, as we’d already demolished mine.

And when the party was finally over, Mummy got me and Biggles to sit together on the chair in our room so we could have a photo together like I did with Uncle Percy.

We both sat very nicely and didn’t fight at all.  Biggles didn’t want his cucumber, so I helped him out.  Then he changed his mind.  There’s no pleasing some people!

But Mummy said we were good boys, and she hoped we enjoyed our birthday.  Well, I did, anyway!

Thank you for sending me happy birthday wishes, it was very kind of you.

And we hope Auntie Tori is feeling okay after her vet visit.  I think she had to stay in, so we hope she’s well enough to come home soon.

I’ll let Roscoe blog next week.

Love

Bertie (aged 2)

It’s my birthday on Thursday

Hi there, Bertie here.  It’s my birthday on Thursday!  I’ll be two years old.  Biggles will be two, too.  Mummy says we can have a party in the living room again. I like parties.  We had a great time last year.

But now I feel sad, because last year I was with Midge and Percy having a good time.  Mummy says they were some of her favourite pictures of the year, the three of us gathered around my cake.

But this year we might all get together if I promise not to argue with Biggles.  Or Roscoe.  Roscoe and I have been having chats through our cages, and also chats on the floor in the kitchen when we change over.  But only short ones.  It’s because Roscoe’s older than me and doesn’t agree that I’m in charge. We have a conversation about it and then I try to put my foot down and Mummy steps in and picks one of other of us up before we can get cross with each other.  She wouldn’t need to do that if Roscoe would only agree with me.

On the diet front, we all lost weight this week except for Biggles.  Mummy’s very pleased with us.  We’re very pleased with Mummy, too, although she said she had a bad day yesterday.  If we doled out her food for her, she wouldn’t be able to help herself to other things.  That’s her problem, really.

Have a nice week and hopefully we’ll have some new party pictures for you next time.

Love

Bertie (aged 1) xxx

Neville and Roscoe in Hampshire

Not quite myself today

Morning all.  Roscoe here.

I’m not feeling quite right today.  I wasn’t feeling quite right yesterday either, and Mam noticed and gave me some tubejuice.

She asked me what was wrong, because I was right quiet like, ‘not like meself at all’ as she said.  Of course I couldn’t answer her, and anyway I didn’t right know what was wrong except I felt all funny inside.  Stuffed up, you might say.

She said she thought I might have a tummy upset.  Sounds like it might be.

She gave me lots of mint with my breakfast, which she said would help.  Well, I reckon mint will help any time.  It’s a right pick-me-up, is mint.  So I ate all that, and then I had a snooze, and Mam went out all day, and I felt a bit better by the time she came back.

But she says if I didn’t seem right today she’d take me to the vets.

So I’ll see how I feel after another snooze, and let you know if she decides to take me to see Dr Sally.  Although Dr Sally may not be there because she’s having a baby.  I don’t know who I’ll see then.

More later.

Bye for now

Roscoe xxx

PS. I’m being interviewed by Joshua too.  On 22nd February.  We’ll remind you nearer the time.