Way-aye, Roscoe here again. I've been feeling under the weather for a few weeks now. It's a funny saying, isn't it? But it's just right for how I feel. When it's sunny I feel a bit brighter, happier, wanting to get out and about. Although Mam has been saying it's too cold to go out …
Bertie here, full of the joys of spring! We went out in the garden for the first time this year at the weekend. I thought it was a bit scary, all that sky above my head, so I hid under my tent. I still ate the grass I found there. I thought it was a …
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. …
I suppose I've got used to Mummy going out now. When she comes in again we usually go out in the garden. Not when the sky's been making funny noises and dropping water everywhere. That happened yesterday when she was out. She still seemed happy when she came back. This morning she went out without …
Last weekend was the anniversary of Oscar and Midge coming to live with us. Then they were small, polite little boys. Now they are huge, bossy, nose-into-everything troublemakers! Well, they're improving, really. Oscar now shows me proper respect when I'm roaming the floor in the morning, and keeps his distance until I've decided to go …
No, it's not our birthday, that was three weeks ago. Dougall and I came to live with Victor and Mummy a year ago today. Isn't that amazing. It doesn't seem that long ago, although a HUGE amount has happened. And Mummy says a HUGE amount of growing has gone on too. I think she's teasing …
