So Basil shared with you his habit of sitting in bags and now I feel I need to tell you about my recent bag-related-issue. Whee get floor time on a regular basis, which is where the hoomans put us on the floor and let us roam about and play in our pairs. Typically I find a warm spot (on the rug or by a hooman) and refuse to run about on the cold laminate floor.
Then, on Monday, I noticed it. The moutain like beast of a bag sat there, waiting for me. The straps were just begging to be nibbled. I ran over, surprising the hoomans with the speed I was able to move considering I don’t normally like to do anything!
I bit down, and it was as satisfying as I had expected!
“Buddy!” came the hoomans disapproving voice.
I glanced innocently over my shoulder in time to spot the flashy box going off in her hands.
Bother! I was caught out! There’s no denying the photographic evidence, but in my defense, they never specifically told me I wasn’t allowed to eat that bag…
How would you defend me if you were defending me in court?! Can you recommend a good lawyer with to be paid in fruit and veg?
Hope you’re having a great wheek!
I can explain! You see, breakfast was late and I was furry hungry . . . And when I bashed the bowl on the bars through the weather report Mummy was trying to watch, it was an accident. A hunger induced moment of madness!
Please visit me! I’ll try to be good, honest!
Have any of you slipped up in your quest to be good this year? Whee hope you have a great Saturday 🙂
You probably all know that Nacho, my new cage mate is furry young. Between 9 and 10 wheeks old in fact! Well like most babies he is causing a lot of trouble and it’s up to me to keep him under control and teach him all he needs to know . . .
Nacho?! Nacho, What are you doing over there?!! Behave!
Sorry about that, now where was I? Oh yes. There are many lesson he must learn, like, how one should eat the green spaghetti in the garden really really fast then look up at the hoomans with the hungry face
And how to bounce around in a cute way so the hoomans go “D’awwwwwww”
How to wheek at the top of your lungs to make the hoomans hurry up with the noms, be it hay, veggies or breakfast! He’s not to great at this one, whee will have to film it because it’s quite funny! When he gets really excited he actually can’t squeak, he just puffs out lots of air and dashes around. Whee got the vet to check this was ok on his first ever vet trip and she said there’s nothing wrong with him, he’s just super duper excited!
And how to share a tent . . .
Ok, so he hasn’t quite got the hang of that one but these things take practice!
The final art I have been working on with him, is the art of adorable snuggling on the hoomans . . .
He’s getting good at this one! Wait! Nacho! What are you doing? Where are you going kid?! Naughty Nacho!!!
Ah well. Whee might need to work on that one too!
What other lessons do you think efurry young piggy or pet should learn?
Happy Monday efurryone!
So whee are sure you have heard of this (if not actually done it yourself!) Pet Shaming! Accusing, without any real evidence, darling pets of bad behaviour.
Shocking, isn’t it?! Well Mummy made pet shaming pigtures of us and whee just finished dragging her through court over them.
Here are the pigtures which caused such a fuss, whee would like to remind efurryone these are all lies as proved by a Cavy Court of Law!
Has your hooman pet shamed you yet? Or had they missed it until seeing this and are now going to try it? (If the latter accept our deepest apologies!)
Nibbles, Nutty, Buddy & Basil