Willoughby was an agouti and white smooth haired boar who lived in an apartment in New York.  And he was a ninja.

He lived with Uncle Wayne and Auntie Dawn, and with Saku, and then with Atticus.  Dawn called him the Loaf pig.  I don’t know why, except he used to make himself comfortable on Uncle Wayne’s chest when he was lying on the sofa.  I’ve met Uncle Wayne and I’d do that too, if I was there.

He got up to all sorts of things but one of his favourites was tossing his pigloo and then complaining he couldn’t sit on it.  His Momma used to laugh at him for that.  He was very good at sitting on his pigloo, even when he grew far too big for it.  That was his ninja training.


He died suddenly in January and we were all very shocked.  Mummy had already started writing his story, which is the next book in the Princelings seres, but he’s in The Talent Seekers and a lot of short stories too, because he’s Willoughby the Narrator.  And a ninja.  He’s a very exciting person to know!


Colman is my best mate, so I thought I’d better tell you about him.  I’m Kevin.  I run our Facebook page and Mummy said I should help Dylan out on this A to Z Thing.

Colman and I come from Jersey, which is an island between England and France.  Colman’s older than me; he’s six now, going on seven.  That’s really old, but he doesn’t look it most of the time.  Just if you get him in a bad light or if he’s feeling his arthritis a bit.

Colman in his snowman bed

We had to find a new home because our Jersey Mummy couldn’t keep us any more, and we had a long journey by sea and road to her mummy’s house, then our new Mummy took us away from her.  Colman hated that.  He was really angry at Mummy for ages.  It wasn’t until Christmas that he stopped biting her.  Then in February he had a special afternoon having his picture taken, and he won a prize for it, and he’s been in love with Mummy ever since.

Be mine1

I think Mummy must have written the story of the Talent Seekers before that, or she would never have made him the baddie.  But he’s there, and he’s a baddie, and she’s writing some more about that next month, so I’m not allowed to tell you any more.

Colman’s an agouti pig, which is the colour of his hair, really.  It’s very distinguished.  He has a funny way with his hair, which sort of meets in a peak along his back.  We live in a big run in Mummy’s office.  We like our own space, though we still share things for a short time.  Every one needs a bit of their own space sometimes, don’t you think?

Dylan’s back tomorrow.  I warn you, he’ll be insufferable, because it’s the letter D.

Blackbird and Bertie

Blackbird was our friend.  At least, he was Victor’s friend, even though they never met, except in Mummy’s book.


Blackbird went to lots of shows and won lots of paper cards, rosettes and even a cup, because he was so laid back and his hair was so fabulous.  Our hair is good too, but Mummy doesn’t show us.  Auntie Doris and Uncle Bob showed Blackbird at Guinea Pig Shows.

I’ve never quite worked out why he’s called Blackbird, since he isn’t black, and he isn’t a bird.  Mummy says that he was named after an aeroplane.  Lots of Bob and Doris’s pigs are named after aeroplanes.  Mummy discovered that there’s a bird called a Nilgiri Blackbird in India, which is roughly the same colours as him, so she gave him the title of Rajah of Nilgiri in her books.  She did a short story about him one year for the A to Z Challenge, too.  He appears in Bravo Victor, and Mummy hasn’t said whether he’ll turn up again anywhere.  Mummy never met Blackbird, but Auntie Dawn did, and there’s a picture to prove it.

The little silvery pig with Blackbird is Glory – she’s his daughter.  She’s in the Talent Seekers.

Another pig in the Talent Seekers is Bertie, who belonged to Strigidiae.  I don’t know Strig’s real name, but Mummy met her in Scotland and she gave Hector his tartan tunnel as a present.  I know we haven’t done H for Hector yet, so I’m sorry if you’re getting confused.  Here’s Bertie admiring his book.

Strig's Bertie reads TS