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That’s Not My Name!

IMG_6715Mummy is quite a disappointment as a typist now that whee are sitting down to think about it. She is always making mistakes or not getting them right.

Too many times Buddy has become Biddy or Boddy or Buffy. Basil becomes Basol or Bsial and Nacho becuase Navho, Naxgo or Nsxgo.

These don’t even make sense! It’s like she just headbutted the keyboard and tried to pretend it was a word!

There are only four letters in my name so you can imagine how insulted I am when I get Nidj or Noda. She’s clearly not even trying anymore.

Now it’s beginning to show in real life too. She has been called me No-Noah and Nacho, Naughty Nacho. Basil Behave and Bad Boy Buddy. I’m starting to think she just doesn’t like our names. Well the hoomans chose them so it’s their fault if they keep wanting to change them.

Do your hoomans sometimes get your name wrong?



Fuss Me Friday

I don’t ask for much but I do like a good snuggle in the morning. Yesterday morning I wheeked and wheeked and Mummy . . . didn’t come straight away. Of course, this just won’t do, so I chewed my cage clip in just the right way that it popped open, squeezed passed the food bowl and out of the cage. On the floor now, I gave myself a little shake down.

Now to find the hoomans. “I’m just coming piggies.” Mummy’s sing song voice called from the kitchen. Bother! She was not going to be happy to see me out of my cage . . . again. I am the reason there is stuff propped against the cage all night and only moved to give us breakfast in the morning.

I climbed the cage and peeked in. Buddy sat at the breakfast bowl sniggering. “Not funny, you’ve gotta let me in!” I hissed.

“Basil!” said Mummy’s shocked voice behind me.

Without waiting to hear what she had to say, I made a mad dash for behind the cage and ducked under the pile of newspapers.  “He let himself out.” said my little hoomans voice from the sofa, “I don’t think he even noticed I was in here!”

I peered up and saw him leaning over the edge of the sofa and smiling at me. Busted!

“Basil.” Mummy called sternly. There was nothing else for it. I strolled round the cage and to where she stood, looking up with my biggest innocent eyes.

As if I would do anything naughty Mummy! Really, I’m shocked you’d even suggest such a thing.


Monday Mischief

Hmmm whee might have been a little bit naughty when whee were last out having floor time. And whee might have had it caught on film. But whee admit nothing!


Noah having his first snuggles with our ladypig furfriend’s hooman

Yours, The Very Innocent

Nacho & Noah


Wordless Wednesday – Take Me With You!

I want to go with the hooman to school!



ps. Mummy says the bonding between Nacho and  Noah went very well and she will share a video with you about it tomorrow!

pps. There is not much time left to enter our Don’t Parsley Me By Pigture Contest so get yours in!

Can’t Be Comfy

Mummy has a habit of saying this. She frowns and looks us up and down. Then she shakes her head. “You can’t be comfy like that!”

Well I have news for you Mummy! I am comfy like that! In the first pigture below I was cuddling the hooman when a loud noise startled me and I jumped. Turned out it was Mummy’s Mum encountering a spider! Then I was looking at the door really suspiciously in case anymore noisy hoomans were coming. The other two pigtures were when Nutty had just taken his meds and Mummy said I could join him but I got lazy half way!

Do you have a funny position that you find comfy but looks weird?

Have a great Friday efurryone



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