T for Tunnels #AtoZChallenge

Kevin's new tent

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.


tT 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.

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!!

A formal complaint

Dear Mummy

I am writing on behalf of Kevin who wanted to complain on Facebook but you’ve been too busy to let him on it.

Last Tuesday you left us out in the rain.  I know you were out in it too when there were only a few drops, but later it started raining and you were indoors working and you didn’t notice till the ground was all wet. Continue reading “A formal complaint”