The Twelve Days of Christmas. Seventh Day.

On the Seventh Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me. Seven Swans a Swimming, Six Geese a laying, Five Gold Rings etc.....

Slave: Will one of you come and pose with this Swan please?

Casper: I must just finish this cucumber before Cosmo comes and takes it.

Mimi: That swan looks awfully big for a little piggy like me and I must just finish this cucumber before it gets stale.

Aoife: That is a nice little swan. Can I eat it?
Slave: No, sorry Aoife, it is made of glass. We are just acting the seventh verse.
Aoife: Then shouldn't there be seven swans?
Slave: Do you realise how hard it is to get swans? They all belong to the queen and we would get arrested if we went out and took one let alone seven.
Aoife: Ok. One swan it is. Swans are big, fierce birds and I would not want to meet seven of them. Why would the man in the song give his lady seven swans? What on earth would she do with them?
Slave: I have no idea and I am wondering why anyone wrote this song in the first place. It would have been much easier to act the Holly and the Ivy. The garden is full of that. Thank you for posing so nicely Aoife. You can have some veggies now.

To be continued......

The Twelve Days of Christmas. Sixth Day.

On the Sixth Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, Six Geese a laying, Five Gold Rings, Four Calling Birds, Three French Hens, Two Turtle Doves and a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

Martin: Come on Slave. Is this the best that you can do?
Slave: I cannot find any geese but you can see that these eggs have been laid and there are six of them.
Martin: But are they goose eggs? They do not look that large to me.
Slave: Well...er...no. They are really hens' eggs but...er... they are acting too and pretending to be goose eggs.
Martin: This is all getting rather silly don't you think?
Slave: I am beginning to think that this was a big mistake right from the start but we will soldier on. Only 6 more days to go.
Martin: Six!!
Slave: Sigh!

To be continued.....

The Twelve Days of Christmas. Fifth Day.

On the Fifth Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, Five Gold Rings, Four Calling Birds, Three French Hens, Two Turtle Doves and a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

Picchu: I suppose this is another verse of that song?
Slave: Yes, Five gold rings today. Now that is a present any lady would like.

Picchu: Come on out Kiwi. You must want to be an actor too!
Kiwi: That is not much of a present for a hungry piggy.

Slave: How about 5 carrot rings? Hey Picchu, I saw you take that whilst I was getting the camera.

Slave: Now Kiwi has stolen one.....

Slave: Take three. Wait a moment boys. Five Gold Rings tra la.......


To be continued.

The Twelve Days Of Christmas. Fourth Day

On the Fourth Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me. Four Calling Birds, Three French Hens, Two Turtle Doves and a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

Machu Picchu: Hey, Kiwi. There are a load of birds in our pen.
Kiwi: I know. That is why I am hiding in our box.
Slave: We are acting the fourth verse of our song. In this verse the man gives his true love Four Calling Birds.
Picchu: Ah. So this is more of this poetical licence is it? Martin and Fernando told us about that. Have you got the correct birds here Slave? Do robins call? And what is that green sparkly one on the right?
Slave: Yes, robins do call. They sing in the garden even in winter but I only have three of them so I took the green one off the Christmas tree to make up the number.
Picchu: This does seem rather a silly song. What is she going to do with all these birds? Perhaps she would rather have received four carrots? I know that Kiwi and I would.

To be continued......

The Twelve Days of Christmas. Third Day.

On the Third Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Three French Hens, Two Turtle Doves and a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

Fernando: Hey, Martin, what are these birds doing around us?
Martin: Yesterday, Slave told me that we are acting a Christmas song. I had to have my photo taken with some Turtle Doves. Heaven knows what comes next.
Slave: The next verse has him giving her Three French Hens.
Fernando: These do not look much like hens to me, French or otherwise. The one to my left looks surprisingly like a peacock.
Slave: I am sorry boys but I do not have any hens so these are the understudies. We have to pretend that they are hens. It is called poetic licence.
Fernando: I did not know that we needed a licence for poetry.
Martin: I think that she means that it is OK to pretend when we are actors.
Slave: That's right Martin. We can pretend anything when we are acting and there is going to be a lot of this before this song is finished.

Happy Holidays!

Nugget here. Our mom is a little late, but she and our dad took our
photo on Christmas Day. This is Stuart Little's first holiday photo (he
is the one who looks like a snowman), and he was very excited. (OK, he
was mostly wondering what was going on.) But we posed very politely. The
book was a present for us, and the box holds some candy for Mom and Dad,
and we are not allowed to eat that. We had plenty of goodies, though! We
hope everyone is enjoying the holidays.

The Twelve Days of Christmas with piggies. Second Day.

On the Second Day of Christmas, my Slave she gave to me. Two Turtle Doves and a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

Martin: Pardon me but what are these things sitting either side of me?
Slave: They are Turtle Doves and we are acting the second verse of the song.
Martin: I like the idea of being an actor. Is there any remuneration?
Slave: Turtle Doves are friends for life like you and Fernando so you can share some grass after I have taken this photo.
Martin: Not sure about that partridge with Niamh but Turtle Doves sound like nice presents for someone to give his lady love. In case you had forgotten, I do not like pears either.
Slave: None of the Piggyfriends like pears, so if any turn up, then I will eat them.

To be continued..........

The Twelve Days of Christmas with piggies.

On the First Day of Christmas, my Slave she gave to me....A Partridge in a Pear Tree.

Niamh: Eeek! What is that?
Slave: It is a partridge.
Niamh: Why?
Slave: We are going to enact a song and in the first verse a man gives his true love a partridge in a pear tree.
Niamh: That is a funny present but I will go along with it. So where is the pear tree?
Slave: There is one in the garden but it is raining and I am sure that you do not want to go outside to be photographed next to it and.besides, there are no pears on it in the winter.
Niamh: Quite right and I do not like pears anyway.
Slave: How about a piece of apple?

Niamh: Now that is a good present. What happens next?
Slave: You will have to wait until tomorrow to find out.

To be continued......

Happy Christmas to all of our Readers.

Happy Holidays Everyone. Here are few photos of the Piggyfriends celebrating. Magnus, Ivan and Mimi were our victims ( sorry subjects ) and they were handsomely rewarded with veggies afterwards.

Have a great time everyone with lots of nibbles.

Snow in Piggyville North Carolina!!

Hey Squirly look out the window. There is snow says Honeydew. Let's go
slide down the hill on our pink fleece! Brrrr it is too cold to go out
in the snow. Close the door says Squirly. Only slaves should go out in
the snow to get us grass.

We have a Christmas Card

We had our very own Christmas card in the mail this morning.

It is from the Surrey Squeakers, whose blog we follow and that is a pigture of Meg Squeaker on the front. Please do not peg it up on Machu Picchu and Kiwi's pen or they might eat it like they did their name card. Let us put it where we can all see it.

Thank you very much Surrey Squeakers!

Can we make our own Christmas cards? Please, Slave, please? "We will have to see about that sweeties. It is too late for this year but maybe next Christmas. We need to find out how it is done and one of you is going to have to sit very still for the photo. No running off and hiding under the table."

Look what we did!

Slave makes name cards for all of our pens. Ours fell into our pen so we ate it.....

.....and she had to make us a new one.

Pigmas Gift Ideas

As well all know Pigmas is coming, in fact it will be upon us before we know it and once again those clever humans at Bloomsbury Publishing have come up with a perfect gift for the festive season.....may we present A Guinea Pig Christmas Carol we particularly liked the author photo.

Halloween adventure: the aftermath

As people who read the gpdd know, we, the guinygirlz and Binky, and the piggyfriends went on a (virtual) adventure to visit guinea pig friends in the US for Halloween. The pigs had loads of fun but they were really tied after the long journey home.
This is what I found after they had settled in back home...

Slave Mieke and exhausted guinygirlz Raani and Cookie

P.s. Raani says hi to the lovely Ralphy lauren

Winter is coming.

After a very mild autumn in England it is getting colder today. Slave's friend Pat emailed her to say that they have 7 inches of snow in Canada where she lives and her poor piggies cannot have fresh grass. So, in case that happens here, Magnus and Ivan have abandoned their houses and bagged themselves a place next to a radiator.

Piggy Presents!

We were away visiting our friend, Avalanche, who threw a Hallowe'en Party when it was Slave's birthday but here are some photos of her presents. It is always easy to find a present for a piggy person.

This little orange and white piggy was a gift from our pigsitter, her eldest son. He is sitting on some flowery fleece and has not made a mess with some beetroot.

Isn't he sweet? Slave does needlepoint so he also gave her a kit to make a pigture of two piggies.

She says that she cannot start it yet as she has a half finished picture on her frame at the moment but as soon as that one is finished, she will start making the piggy pigture.

A package arrived in the mail and guess what was inside. Another little piggy, twin to the first one......

....except that this little piggy is a tricolour. This one came from our one time Junior Slave, who lives in the US now. They did not know what each other had bought as a gift and they chose almost identical piggies. What a coincidence!

Here they are together.

We will have to nag Slave to make the pigture so that we can show the finished article to you. Slave says that they take a long time as she just does little bits when she has spare time and, with all of us to care for, she does not have much of that.

Updates to Sending Posts to the Blog

Hello fellow piggies, regular readers may have noticed there has been an increase in spam posts appearing on the blog. It appears that some sad humans have nothing better to do than try and convince us guinea pigs to buy something only humans would care about. To put a stop to this happening we have updated the Contribute settings this means all post will now require moderation by one of us blogging piggies before they appear on the blog. This may mean a slight delay between when you send your blog post and when it is actually visible but it will mean we don't have to see stupid human posts anymore!!!

In other news here at Piggypals the weather has turned decidedly chilly and we are glad we live indoors with all mod cons including central heating.

The evil one is also learning to behave and now we are allowed to play together in the evenings and at weekends while the humans are around to make sure no fighting occurs, you never know we may be able to actually live together full time at some point in the future.

Let us know what is going on with you guys, we love hearing from you all.

Happy Hallowe'en Everyone.

All of the Piggyfriends would like to wish you a very Happy Hallowe'en. We are off to a party courtesy of our friend Avalanche but we posed for some photos before we left.

Niamh will always sit nicely for a photo. Here she is.

" Do you think that I might get some of that apple?" she asks. " Of course you will sweetie," replies Slave.

Slave did not expect Mimi to stay still but she obliged with the following photos.

Then it was the turn of our new boys, Kiwi and Machu Picchu. Kiwi is rather nervous and declined to take part but his brother decided that this looked interesting and investigated the scenery.

No. Don't eat the leaves, Picchu!

No, you cannot eat the pumpkin either. It is just a toy one.

But you can have some of that apple. Slave will cut the apples up and share them around in a minute.

Happy Hallowe'en readers!

G is for Grapes. A Piggy A-Z.

Many of the Piggyfriends enjoy a grape or two. Slave always cuts them in half lengthways as otherwise they roll away.

Here is Cosmo Dangermouse taking his grape. He has a green one but we all like the red ones too.

" I like grapes too," says Martin.

Do any of our readers like grapes? Our Slave loves them so we all have to share.