Roasted Nut!

Roasted Little Nutkin!

I was roasted and toasted and I made the most-est of the nice weather today. The mean old weather person said that it won’t last much longer. The spoil sport. Of course Mummy wanted to put us in the garden early to make the most of it but it was just too hot.

Late this evening whee all had a little run in the garden. I say little because, after barely forty minutes, whee were flaked out and Mummy brought us in. Lots of restorative celery and spinach leaves later whee sat down to ponder what whee call Mummy. I know it seems like and odd thing to discuss but whee are odd piggies!

Anyway, so I said I just call her Mummy but Nibbles calls her ‘The Source Of Cucumber’. I think that is a rather grand name for our silly Mummy. Bingo and Buddy admit they call her ‘Two-Legged’ or ‘Hooman’ but I don’t really see why. They could get mixed up. There are plenty of two legged’s and hoomans but only one Mummy! Nibbles called me a Mama’s boy so I wheeked at Mummy till she got me out for a hug. He just rolled his eyes and said I had proved his point. I spent the rest of the evening sulking in the pigloo

What do you call your Mummy or Daddy? Have you had nice westher recently? Has the sun roasted you like it did me? 😉

Nutty
xxxx

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Tales and adventures from the hutches of British blogging guinea pigs!

Posted on July 26, 2012, in Piggy Blogs and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 14 Comments.

  1. Just wanted to let you know that I nominated you for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award. Congratulations!! 🙂 http://hurdlestohappiness.wordpress.com/2012/07/26/the-very-inspiring-blogger-award-2/

  2. I call my mom – Mom, but she’s also my Best Friend. I love roasting in the heat, but right now it’s a crazy loud, crazy bright thunderstorm. Storms don’t scare me. As long as I’m snug inside with my Best Friend, (and as long as she doesnt take out the evil mechanical hamster that wants to kill me), we’re fine.

    Love and licks,
    Cupcake

  3. I call Mom, well Mom. And then there’s granmom and grandad. They call me their grandog. I think that’s swell. You hug and cuddle your mummy all you want. Nibbles is just jealous

    • They all get jealous because I demand the most cuddles. When I arrived home as a bubby piggy I actually ran up Mummy dressing gown sleeve to cuddle her when she was changing my food and trying not to disturb me. And, well I’ve loved cuddles ever since!

      Nutty
      xxxx

  4. I call my mum mummal because she’s my mum and a mammal…because like you I can be a bit odd!
    I think the ratties call me late getting their dinner 😀

  5. Hi Nutty…..nice photo of your nutty little self! It’s been super hot here (yesterday it was 103!) so I’m not going outside to enjoy the air either. As for what I call my parents – well – they are Mom and Dad to me and have been the only parents I’ve known since they adopted me twelve years ago! What would I ever do without them….I don’t know and I hope I never DO! Obviously your Mummy loves all of you VERY much – lucky piggies and lucky cat – we’ve got THAT in common too!

    Kitty Hugs, Sammy

  6. Peaches, Snuggles, Daisy and Cinnamon all call our Hooman mummy too . xxxx

  7. My hubby and I call our moms different names: I call her “Mom”, while Jeremy calls his mom “Ma”. Sometimes, when I need to ask my mom for a HUGE favor, I call her “Mommy”. 😉

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