Happy Valentine's Day everyone. We are sorry that we are a bit late with our post but here are our two elderly Valentines, Otto and Angelina.
Otto has given Angelina two roses and a box of grass, which they are sharing.
"I think that there might be a bit more grass in this box, Otto." says Angelina.
We hope that you all got lots of treats and that your humans were given flowers and chocolates.
Wednesday, February 15, 2017
Tuesday, February 14, 2017
Thursday, February 9, 2017
Silly pigture
Hi there everypig,
Our Slave brings home boxes from the supermarket for us to use as houses. Look at the label on this new one!
She says that Pignoletto is the name of a grape from which an Italian sparkling wine is made but we know better, don't we? It looks like "little pig" to us and Louis says that it is a nice roomy box for his morning nap.
Our Slave brings home boxes from the supermarket for us to use as houses. Look at the label on this new one!
She says that Pignoletto is the name of a grape from which an Italian sparkling wine is made but we know better, don't we? It looks like "little pig" to us and Louis says that it is a nice roomy box for his morning nap.
Thursday, February 2, 2017
A Piggy A-Z. E is for Eddie
We are now starting E in our Piggy A-Z with our friend Eddie. Here is his pigture.
And here is his story..........
And here is his story..........
Hi,
I am Eddie, AKA Agent Confetti, helping represent "E." I like the
letter "E" because it was the first letter of my first brother's name,
Ethan (RIP), who was also known as Agent Peruke or Agent Sheep.
I hope you like my photo. In it I am being mysterious, but I am also trying to show my crest. I am a tricolor crested guinea pig and am just more than four years old. My mom and dad adopted me when I was a baby. They took Ethan to a rescue a couple of hours away, and Ethan met five piggies and chose me! We were great brothers and friends for three years.
Now I live with my brother Nugget, whose adoption day is Groundhog Day, Feb. 2. He and I met a year ago.
Recently I had bladder-stone surgery. Bladder stones are not nice and do not belong in piggies. My mom does her best with my diet, and Nugget and I drink bottled water, but she has a theory that crested piggies are prone to stones. Since the surgery, I am back to my favorite pastimes, such as watching weather radar and waving shredded newspaper (part of my bedding) to get attention for food. I believe that an agent should be aware of the world (hence my interest in the weather) and should be versatile (hence my using bedding as a semaphore).
Nugget and I share a very big cage (or house) made of C & C cubes, and in it we have lots of cozies, a "sofa," a PVC tube, and an "A-frame" that my dad made out of wood. In the spring and summer, the A-frame is one of my favorite places to be. We also use our carrier and a wooden house when we have floortime. My mom says I am smart because when we have floortime and I want to return to my house, I chase her around.
As for food, it is very important. I love hay, of course, and cucumbers are one of my favorite veggies. I also like to angle my pellet bowl at 45 degrees to make for easier access to it. This dumps some of the pellets out, and my mom has to return them to the bowl. It is important to make your humans do things for you.
I also trained my mom to transport me via the PVC tube, although she thinks she trained me to use it. Nugget now uses the tube as well. As you know, an agent has to be adept at psychology.
Thank you for reading about me. I am proud to be Agent Confetti and a proponent of "E."
I hope you like my photo. In it I am being mysterious, but I am also trying to show my crest. I am a tricolor crested guinea pig and am just more than four years old. My mom and dad adopted me when I was a baby. They took Ethan to a rescue a couple of hours away, and Ethan met five piggies and chose me! We were great brothers and friends for three years.
Now I live with my brother Nugget, whose adoption day is Groundhog Day, Feb. 2. He and I met a year ago.
Recently I had bladder-stone surgery. Bladder stones are not nice and do not belong in piggies. My mom does her best with my diet, and Nugget and I drink bottled water, but she has a theory that crested piggies are prone to stones. Since the surgery, I am back to my favorite pastimes, such as watching weather radar and waving shredded newspaper (part of my bedding) to get attention for food. I believe that an agent should be aware of the world (hence my interest in the weather) and should be versatile (hence my using bedding as a semaphore).
Nugget and I share a very big cage (or house) made of C & C cubes, and in it we have lots of cozies, a "sofa," a PVC tube, and an "A-frame" that my dad made out of wood. In the spring and summer, the A-frame is one of my favorite places to be. We also use our carrier and a wooden house when we have floortime. My mom says I am smart because when we have floortime and I want to return to my house, I chase her around.
As for food, it is very important. I love hay, of course, and cucumbers are one of my favorite veggies. I also like to angle my pellet bowl at 45 degrees to make for easier access to it. This dumps some of the pellets out, and my mom has to return them to the bowl. It is important to make your humans do things for you.
I also trained my mom to transport me via the PVC tube, although she thinks she trained me to use it. Nugget now uses the tube as well. As you know, an agent has to be adept at psychology.
Thank you for reading about me. I am proud to be Agent Confetti and a proponent of "E."
Friday, January 13, 2017
Introducing Three New Piggyfriends
Hello readers! My name is Carter and I am a new Piggyfriend. I am a white and silver agouti boar.
I was dumped on someone's doorstep in a cardboard box and was taken to Palace Piggies rescue. There were lots of piggies living there all waiting for new homes amongst whom were three little sisters. They were all on pregnancy watch as they had been visited by a boar who jumped into their pen at their previous home.
Luckily they proved not to be pregnant but one of them did not get on with her sisters, so she went to live with another boar and the others came to live with me. The nice ladies who run Palace Piggies said that the girls were keen on escaping and were not used to being picked up and they raced around the pen when my new Slave came to see us. I was a good boy and she picked me up for a cuddle. Then she managed to catch the girls.
She took us all home with her and we now live in a roomy corner pen. There are lots of other piggies here, some of whom also came from Palace Piggies.
Slave liked my name but decided to change that of my friends and here is a photo of Saoirse. Her name means freedom in Gaelic, which seemed appropriate as she was trying to get away when Slave came to see us.
And here is her sister, whom Slave has renamed Aoife. I can tell them apart as Saoirse has black patches over both eyes whereas Aoife only has a patch on one side. They are Abyssinians. Slave says that most Abbies are excitable.
Some of the piggies here have told me than I can be an Undercover Agent as I am a big, grown up piggy and I think that will be very exciting. My little friends are too skittish at the moment but I expect that they will calm down when they have been here for a while.
I actually have pink eyes but my friends eyes are black and Slave apologises for her poor photography. I don't know much about this but Slave says that she will take some better photos when they will sit still.
Here is a pigture of us all having some grass. Yum, yum!
Slave says that I should tell you how to pronounce their names. Aoife sounds like Eefa and Saoirse sounds more or less like Seersha. I am just going to call them my friends. I love having friends. Life is good.
I was dumped on someone's doorstep in a cardboard box and was taken to Palace Piggies rescue. There were lots of piggies living there all waiting for new homes amongst whom were three little sisters. They were all on pregnancy watch as they had been visited by a boar who jumped into their pen at their previous home.
Luckily they proved not to be pregnant but one of them did not get on with her sisters, so she went to live with another boar and the others came to live with me. The nice ladies who run Palace Piggies said that the girls were keen on escaping and were not used to being picked up and they raced around the pen when my new Slave came to see us. I was a good boy and she picked me up for a cuddle. Then she managed to catch the girls.
She took us all home with her and we now live in a roomy corner pen. There are lots of other piggies here, some of whom also came from Palace Piggies.
Slave liked my name but decided to change that of my friends and here is a photo of Saoirse. Her name means freedom in Gaelic, which seemed appropriate as she was trying to get away when Slave came to see us.
And here is her sister, whom Slave has renamed Aoife. I can tell them apart as Saoirse has black patches over both eyes whereas Aoife only has a patch on one side. They are Abyssinians. Slave says that most Abbies are excitable.
Some of the piggies here have told me than I can be an Undercover Agent as I am a big, grown up piggy and I think that will be very exciting. My little friends are too skittish at the moment but I expect that they will calm down when they have been here for a while.
I actually have pink eyes but my friends eyes are black and Slave apologises for her poor photography. I don't know much about this but Slave says that she will take some better photos when they will sit still.
Here is a pigture of us all having some grass. Yum, yum!
Slave says that I should tell you how to pronounce their names. Aoife sounds like Eefa and Saoirse sounds more or less like Seersha. I am just going to call them my friends. I love having friends. Life is good.
Thursday, January 5, 2017
Happy Holidays from Apollo, Dmitri, and Dante Wigglebottom!
Wheeee hope everyone and everypig had a wonderful holiday! Here are some of our photos from Christmas and New Year's!
Look what the postman brought at Christmas!
This package arrived for Slave all the way from the U.S.
When she opened it, out popped this big fat plush piggy. He is a gift from her son, who used to help take care of the Piggyfriends before he moved to the U.S.
Look below and you can see that he is even bigger than Magnus!
We love his heart shaped nose.
When she opened it, out popped this big fat plush piggy. He is a gift from her son, who used to help take care of the Piggyfriends before he moved to the U.S.
Look below and you can see that he is even bigger than Magnus!
We love his heart shaped nose.
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