Well whee promised to announce our pigture contest and here goes!
Hutch A Good Pet Pigture Pigmass Contest!
There are a few catergories for you to enter a pet pigture in:
Tinsel Terrors and Troubles – You getting into mischief or posing in a load on tinsel!
Noel Naughtiness – You being naughty!
Present Posers – You posing with some presents! (Whee haven’t got any yet to pose with – *glares at Mummy*)
Christmas Angel – For boys and girls who are top of the good list this year! Who will be the angel at the top of our tree?
Merry Mischief Maker – Whee will hold a vote for this one. Merry Mischief Maker of 2012!
You can enter a normal photo or an photoshopped photo. It is up to you!
Just email them to us at email@example.com and attach the pigture as a jpeg. Use the subject Pigmass Pigture Contest and tell us in the body of the email the name of your pet and which catergory they want to be entered in. Please mention if you have a blog too!
The Winner of each catergory will get a secret special prize (it is so secret whee haven’t even been told about it!)
Entries close Sunday 16th December with winner and polls being announced the following day.
Remember any animal can enter. Whee cannot wait to feel the Pigmass cheer.
Nibbles, Nutty, Buddy & Basil
When she made no move to do the normal hooman thing of going to the toilet I examined her movements more closely and realised she was dancing. Strange though it was I squeaked at her to explain herself. She picked me up (I had been running around the living room enjoying floor time) and began to explain.
All over the world there are animals who do not have and will not have a safe, loving home this Pigmass. Whee cannot help all of them or take all of them in (no matter how much whee might want to!) but whee can do a little something for a few guinea pigs in a UK rescue thanks to a wonderful idea run by some incredibly kind and generous individuals on a guinea pig forum whee adore. Secret Santa.
The idea is this: you send your name and say you would like to be paired up with a piggy (unfortunately it is all closed up now but whee managed to enter in time!) then you wait for them to pair you up! Today Mummy recieved the message saying which piggies whee were paired with.
They do include this:
“Please note: secret santas are anononmous! so don’t tell anyone! ”
Sorry guys but whee cannot reveal our piggies! Suffice to say whee did a little research and they are bootiful!
Mummy says she will shop for them tomorrow and she cannot wait. Whee have reminded her not to forget us! I did point out that the piggies are gorgeous . . . And I am gorgeous . . . And who wouldn’t want to unwrap me on Pigmass morning but she loves me to much to give me away, even for a good cause. *sigh* Sorry Ladies (and/or Gentlepigs!), I tried!
Now you are out of time to join in this secret santa but whee do have a little plan to help spread Pigmass cheer.
Why not find out where your local shelter is and see what they need. Blankets, towels, shampoos and toys are almosts always welcome. Then get your hooman to do a little Pigmass shopping and package up whatever you can get. After that you can write a little note or use this one:
There is ice on the ground,
And a chill in the air,
But luckily for you,
We have warmth to spare.
It may not be much,
But I hope it brightens up your day,
And makes lives better this Christmas,
That’s all I hope and I pray.
Tuck that in and send it on it’s way. You may not recieve any thanks. In fact if you do it properly and don’t tell anyfurry then you won’t but the feeling of warm fuzzies and Pigmass cheer will make you feel ten paws tall!
So why not try it. Presents can be big or small, money or packages, whatever you can give. Make a pet’s Pigmass!
Well it has finally arrived . . . Our pantomime production. Whee said Mummy would be ready and she very nearly is. The only issue is it is quite long. So whee have decided to release it in three parts. Before Snow Meets The Dwarves is Part 1. So whee hope you enjoy it! Please let us know what you think of it so far and what should or is going to hapen next. Mummy wants to adapt the story to match what you all want to read so whee need feedback. Anywho here goes!
Nibbles, Nutty, Buddy & Basil
Snow White And The Seven Dwarves
Narrator – Once upon a time,
In a far far away blog,
Lived many different animals,
From guinea pigs to a dog.
The land was full of laughter,
Dancing, love and joy,
But then came a darkness,
And a witch with a ploy.
There once was a lovely Queen,
Who when sewing one night,
Said “I want a daughter,
With fur black as ebony to call Snow White”.
No one would question the logic,
That led her to such a name,
Well she was the fairest Queen,
In the whole panto game!
Now by some stroke of fate,
Only fairytales get,
She gave birth to such a girl,
But our tale’s not over yet.
For later that same year,
The poor young Queen died,
It was a shock to the blogs,
And all who heard about it cried.
King and country sobbed together,
And efurrybody mourned,
Not noticing the creeping evil,
That close to them was spawned.
Then the King met a beauty,
By the name of Belladonna,
And said “My daughter needs and Mother,
“And I by the God’s so wanna . . . !”
In a matter of days,
The pair were together wed,
By a fake Elvis in Vegas,
Easy had warned them, he said.
But the lack of martial legalities,
Were the last thing on their mind,
When the next morning the King was discovered,
Dead, with a sword up his behind!
The Queen Belladonna said she was sad,
And twice dabbed at her eyes,
But anyone stood nearby,
Could see it all was lies.
For she didn’t shed a tear,
Or smear her mascara,
So vain and evil was she,
But with looks of Scarlett O’Hara.
She forever checked with her reflection,
Saying it always spoke the truth,
But as years passed she ignored it,
As it warned of her fading youth.
You may wonder what became,
Of the young Princess, Snow White,
Well if you thought she had it easy,
Honey, I’m afraid you just ain’t right!
She was locked in her room,
And fed only once a day,
I know, I know, it’s shocking,
I said the Queen was evil what more can I say?!
Snow grew more bootiful,
And all who knew her said,
Her fur is black as night,
And her lips are bright rose red.
The Queen just ignored her,
Till one day in front of the looking glass,
She began her usual saying,
And a fateful turn of events came to pass.
Queen Belladonna – Mirror Mirror on the wall,
Who is the fluffiest pet of all?
Mirror – Though my Queen does have such lovely hair,
Another, I’m afraid, is twice as fair.
Queen Belladonna – Whoever can this horrid pet be,
To think she can be more bootiful than me?!
Mirror – You locked her up,
Hid her away,
But beauty like that,
Was bound to stay.
Yes I speak of,
The young Snow White,
See her face,
And know I’m right.
Narrator – The mirror rippled,
And a new image appeared,
Of fur glossy,
And unravaged by the years.
Queen Belladonna – Snow White?!
It cannot be,
That pup is not fluffier than me.
Snow White – How can she hate me,
I’ve done nothing at all,
She the one who is mean,
And inexplicably cruel.
Bumble – I’ll say you ran off,
Or I killed you and then,
A wolf came and snatched the body,
To drag off to his den.
Narrator – Bumble bent to retrieve,
The basket at his feet,
But Snow was quite cautious,
And feeling the stress and heat.
She snatched up a branch,
And hit him on the head,
Then dashed off to hide shouting,
Snow White – Hell I won’t be dead!
Narrator – Bumble looked dejected,
As he watched her run away,
Still feeling hurt,
Though he’d told her not to stay.
He rubbed where she’d hit him,
With surprise and concern,
If she was confident enough to hit him,
Then there was plenty about her yet to learn.
Snow watched him leave,
And gazed round in fear,
How terrible was this freedom,
And how dark it was here.
She started to walk,
Just for something to do,
But every tree was the same,
Birches, oaks and yew.
Then something caught her eye,
A trail of smoke,
Spiralling through the trees,
So she gathered her cloak.
And marched quite determinedly,
To the clearing from which it rose,
And seeing the source,
The young Princess froze.
A tiny little cottage,
Nestled under an oak,
Then pointlessly, to herself,
The young Princess spoke.
Snow White – Why it is tiny,
I wonder who lives inside,
Maybe they would shelter me,
Maybe there I could hide?
Narrator – Being rather nosey,
She scampered up to the door,
And delicately knocked,
With one gentle paw.
Snow White – Hello? Hello?
Is anyone home?
With such a lovely place,
I doubt that far you would roam.
Narrator – But there was no reply,
And Snow felt quite weak,
Afterall she had not left her room,
In one hundred and twenty one wheeks!
She curled up tight,
Against the chimneys warm wall,
And promised to just rest her eyes,
For a minute . . . That’s all.
Two hours passed,
And the home owners came back,
Wondering who was this beauty,
With fur of jet black?
Grumpy – What is she doing here,
Selling something I suppose,
Well whee don’t need no apples,
Or candles scented like a rose.
Happy – She does look quite sad,
A Mopey sort of girl,
Maybe she could join us,
And be a dwarf as well?!
Grumpy – Don’t be a twit,
She was not born small like us,
She wouldn’t fit in the house,
And girl’s just cause a fuss.
Narrator – Bashful looked put out,
And opened her mouth to speak,
But as usual the shy piggy,
Only managed a squeak.
Sneezy – I think that we should wake her,
And then work out what to do,
How can we wake her without scaring her,
I think . . . Oh dear . . . Achoooo!
Narrator – Snow lept to her paws,
With a cry of fright,
And squinted at the figures round her,
Shadows, in the half light.
Sleepy & Dopey – You look kind of tired,
Sleeping against our house,
Whee don’t often have visitors,
Just the occassional mouse,
Was there something you needed,
Would you like to come in?
Please excuse the mess,
We never remember to empty the bin.
Snow White – You are so very kind,
I wonder if I may be so bold,
But I need somewhere to stay,
And the outside is so cold.
Narrator – They exchanged confused glances,
And with a sigh Snow explained,
Until only their choice,
Was the thing which remained.
They all looked to Doc,
Their leader, to decide,
And completely unashamed,
Snow ran to his side.
Snow White – I’ll cook and I’ll clean,
And take care of the place,
All I need in return,
Is a single bed space.
Narrator – A silence stretched out,
As Doc thought carefully,
And Snow began to hope,
That she might finally be free.
Doc – She is kind of pretty,
And she does look so tired,
If she wants to stay and clean,
Then I guess she is hired!
Narrator – All the dwarves cheered,
Except for Grumpy, Dopey and Sleepy,
Two because they were fast asleep,
And one cos’ he though emotions were creepy!
Snow cooked up a storm,
In the soup pot that night,
It was strange really,
Cos Princesses don’t usually know those thing . . . right?!
Back near the castle,
Poor Bumble paced,
Frightened by the choices,
He currently faced.
Go and admit what had happened,
Explain that she had fled,
Or lie and cheat,
And say she is dead.
Neither option was desirable,
But the second meant he would survive,
It would not be worth returning,
If he said that Snow was alive.
So he hatched a plan,
A surprisingly good one I admit,
Involving the local barber, black dye,
And a paper clip!
The Queen was overjoyed,
And bounced off to bed,
Leaving Bumble clutching his neck,
Grateful to still have his head!
Well part 1 is over,
How do you think it’s gone,
And if you were Bumble,
What would you have done?!
What do you think Belladonna,
Will do when she finds him out,
And what are the seven dwarves,
In the forrest about?!
There is no excuse for abandoning a pet of any kind when there are charities, rescues and shelters who are there to help. Mummy got very annoyed today reading something about hoomans excuses for abandoning dogs. She has incorporated them all into this poem. I know whee are preaching to the animal lovers here but Mummy had to share.
It just makes us grateful to have a safe home and a hooman to snuggle.
Nibbles , Nutty, Buddy & Basil
ps. Sorry it is a bit of a downer on our usual posts
Found myself on the street today,
I was cold and confused,
But this is what ma hooman did say ;
I’ve been too busy to walk you,
Look at the mess you’ve made,
You’re right in the way,
Forget those puppy games we played.
You are too big for cuddles,
You don’t match the setee,
I don’t care if you’re starving,
Even though you’re relying on me.
The kids don’t want to walk you,
And you slobbered on my friend,
And your pitiful whining ,
Is driving me round the bend.
You are far more expensive,
Than I first expected,
If all dogs cost as much as you ,
Then I’m not surprised they’re rejected.
You don’t fetch the paper,
Or come when I call,
And no matter what I shout,
You never give back the ball.
So what if I never trained you,
I thought you just knew these things,
You’re not man’s best friend,
Or the companions of Kings.
You howl in the evenings,
And when I watch TV,
And you seem to always sniffle,
With some chronic allergy.
I never thought you’d be hard work,
When you were little and sweet,
Now I’m kicking you out,
Cos’ you get under my feet.
And I sit,
On the street corner,
In the very way he’d always shout,
And watch, the other hoomans,
All milling about.
For my Master,
For a thousand years and a day,
He’ll come back for me, I pray.
This caption won me over because it looked exactly like something I could be saying.
“You . . . You must . . . You must go! Go Buddy! Go on without me, save yourself!!”
This line should sound FURmiliar if you are The Hamster Diaries! Congratulations Dexter, Eve, Casper and Mr and Mrs Hamster Diaries! You are the winners of this fabulous little award!
But whee did mention a possible runner up and that comes in the form of my dear sweet Princess Zena from The Princess Tails. She wrote me a bootiful song that I could be singing . . . To her?! (Though on her blog I noticed a new furry in her life she obviously still loves me the best! Take that Raffles!) Beside it is her prize. A specially decorated pigture. Without further ado:
Somewhere over the shoebox,
Way up high,
There’s a land that I heard of,
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the shoebox,
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream,
Really do come true.
Someday I’ll wish upon a s
And wake up where the clouds are blue
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
Away above the chimney tops,
That’s where you’ll find me.
Somewhere over the shoebox,
Birds fly over the shoebox.
Why then, oh why can’t I?
If happy little bluebirds fly,
Beyond the shoebox,
Why, oh why can’t I?
Well I think that pretty much rounds off this Spooktober contest but don’t worry, there will be more!
Ok, so whee aren’t chickening out of making the final decision . . . well maybe whee are a little but that is beside the point! With our amazing Cavy Crypt Pet Photo contest whee never realised how many entries whee would get. And trust me, almost every single one has sent a chill down our spines. Overall there were forty eight amazing entrants but, as the saying goes there can only be one winner.
If whee were proper, good judges whee might have already made that decision and the next line would tell you the winner. But whee aren’t very good judges, whee are indecisive, whee squabble and whee need naps between arguments. So whee are going to
cop out enlist your help.
Call it audiance participation if you will! Of all the entries whee have spent the day agonising and whittled it down to a short list of ten. Whee want you all to know how hard that was and if whee didn’t think whee might make wordpress cry then whee would show you all on here.
Now whee think efurryone deserves a title and award but that would be a little silly. Luckily whee are pretty silly so any who don’t get one of the below titles (whether they were shortlisted or not) will be awarded the names Lord’s and Ladies of the Crypt so efurryone is a winner!
Here are the titles you are voting for:
‘Queen of the Damned’ – There are only two female entries that made it far enough to be in with a chance of this title. (Misaki & Gucci) Who do you think deserves to be Queen? Whee suspect it will be handbags at dawn with these two!
‘King of the Dead’ – Who should rule over all the dead who are living (or rather existing because the dead can’t be living!) in the Cavy Crypt?!
‘Knight of the Night’ – Which scary contender should be Knight of the Night time? (Warning, Lord of the Night must be able to give a sinister chuckle and stand on top of tall buildings while only appearing in silhoette!)
‘Most Mischevious Ghoul Award’ – Who looks like they could be the most fun and (forgive the pun!) the life and soul of a pawty?
To vote please comment below with the name of the furry you think should win and which title they deserve. (Whee would do a proper voting machine but Mummy isn’t too good with that!) The only rule is you can only vote once per title. Without further ado, the top ten scary pets!
Whee are so glad whee aren’t the one’s deciding! Voting will close midday Monday (UK time) so that is plenty of time for you to think it over and whee will announce the winners later that day.
If you want to get more voters then put the word out via your blogs, or facebook or twitter. Get your friend’s, your Aunts and Uncles, even your Nan ex-best friends cat! The winners will get special customised awards and a spectacular surprise whee have not yet revealed. (But trust us, you are going to love it!)
Good luck efurryone!
Nibbles, Nutty, Buddy & Basil
Well well well. What has whee gots here?! An award! Yup you heard us! Whee are loved by the sweetest Cat from Hell you are ever going to meet. Whee are talking about none other than Nellie from the CatFromHell Blog!
She gave us this awesome Cupcakes award and whee gotta say whee love it! Our Mummy loves baking cupcakes. Sometimes she is really mean and puts yummy things that belong to us in them. Like carrots and bananas. But that is a whole other story.
This post is to say a big piggy popcorning thank you to Nice Nellie and follow the rules by passing it onto five blogs whee love! Here goes:
Cupcake Petrillo – Well with a name like hers how could she not get this award?!
Zena of ThePrincessTails – Because every princess needs a good pudding to help her rule well. You cannot oversee important things on an empty stomach!
Texas, a cat in New York – Because you are just so darn sweet, like cupcakes!
Basil from Harringtons Pet Food – Because you are sweet and adorable and partly inspired our Basil’s name!
Dianda from Cats n Co – Because you made us like kitties and see how super sweet they are!
Now to finish off whee are going to leave you with an awesome, sweet little song because you are all our Cuppy Cakes!
Nibbles, Nutty, Buddy & Basil
Well Miss Mollie has been found. Though in a shocking turn of events it would seem that she was never actually missing. She had run off to elope in Las Vegas with our good friend Easy Rider. The whole thing was shocking but you can read how the tale ends here.
Our dear friend Lady Litchi appears to have come off quite badly in this. Discovering her on off boyfriend had eloped would be a shock to anyone but now he is getting a divorce and grovelling for forgiveness. (though as yet whee don’t think he has been nearly grovelly enough!) On an upside, Doggy (who has been proven innocent to kidnap, though not much else!) invaded France and gave it to her!
In fact it is Easy who has come off worst with his credit card stolen by Elvis (you need to read the post to understand) and the divorce. And now the CIA (Cavy Investigation Agency) are going to be suing him for wasting piggy time. Whee believe the current total is 1001 lobsters!
With all this excitment I felt the need to relax and unwind a little on the way home from the exhausting search/adventure, so whee stopped off at the beach. Here are my holiday snaps:
What are your feelings on this scandal? And how do you like the beach and my rather impressive beach ready body?!
Well it has been busy today! To see how whee got here please skip back and read the previous post.
Basically Mollie HAS been kidnapped. The kidnapper, using the rather anonymous title ‘The Dognapper’ has declared a ransom of 1000 lobsters. Why lobsters? Whee are still unsure. Live lobsters maybe to create an under the sea army? Cooked ones for a fancy evening meal? It is all speculation at this point.
With no certainty about Mollie’s safety (and Doggy’s threat of war endangering animals and vegetables everywhere!) whee have had to contact the CIA (Cavy Investigations Agency) who have sent four of their best agents.
Agent 8UDDY and
This crime fighting quad will soon have things sorted. They are experts. Silent and deadly as ninjas! Very handsome and brave and amazing. Obviously whee cannot reveal their real identities but whee did get the below pigtures of three of them parachuting in and one of an Agent deeply focused as he searches for Mollie in a toy box.
Whee also have three pigtures of evidence. Mollie’s proof of safety before the meal at Doggy’s castle, Mollie leaving Doggy’s castle and the Ransom Note. Whee are working round the clock to work out how to get Mollie back (as are the great team across the blogosphere as mentioned in the previous post!)
If you have any information relating to the investigation, please contact us.
Your Reporting and certainly not Agent Piggies
Nibbles, Nutty, Buddy & Basil
That’s the question on efurryone’s lips right now as a situation which started off innocently has escalated into a WWIII (Woof War 3!) or possibly hostage situation!
It began with one blogger, Doggy, claiming that he deserved more than he had been offered in Paw Tokens being offered by Miss Mollie of Mollie’s Dog Treats. Mollie answered that the rules were clear and after a ruling by Judge Sammy and will the help of Misaki (The Lawyer) and the Lovely Lady Litchi a compromise was reached and a treaty signed.
But then in a shocking turn of events another situation took place. The Post Of Explaination And A New Treaty Proposal. Despite the best efforts of all involved, Doggy then announced war, where it is said snipers were involved!
Mollie asked to see Doggy and the request was granted and Mollie arrived safely for a dinner discussion. Was it romance or rioting in the air? Whee don’t know, but our reporters tried infiltrating the Castle through a system of sewage pipes to bring you the latest! Nofurry could say they aren’t dedicated! Below is a pigture released by Doggy to prove Mollie was safe and well.
However Mollie has not contacted her concerned fur-mily. Where is Mollie now? Doggy claims she has left the castle after their discussions in his usual dramatic way (This quote from Doggy was taken from Mollie’s blog):
This is unacceptable!!
Molliw [sic] left the castle after we reached an agreement. I do not know where she is, she said she was going back to her half burnt village. Somebody is trying to destroy my honor!
Be aware, dark day are coming, I will not hesitate to burn down villages, countries, continents, bringing Mollie back, now we are talking about my honor.
I suggest you look for refuge, this is war!!
So what is happening? Where is Mollie? And do you think our veggies will ever arrive with Mummy’s attention so caught up in this story?
Whee will update you as whee discover more!
Anyfurry with details on the whereabout of Mollie should comment here or email us firstname.lastname@example.org
Reported By – Nibbles, Nutty, Buddy & Basil
PS. Whee are considering calling the CIA to investigate (That is the Cavy Investigations Agency – A private investigations group with contacts and whiskers everywhere!)