I Am One!

I, Scottie, have just turned one! This has never happened to me before, so I am very excited.

Apparently when you have a birthday, you have your pigture taken, too. Here I am with my grizzly bear friend who came to live with us a couple of weeks ago. It was nice of him to keep me company. He says he looks forward to being one.

I hope you like my, um, our portrait!

Merry Christmas from the Piggyville Girls.

 It was the day before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring not even a mouse......

The Piggyville Girls under the tree were lost in thought.

How is Santa Claus going to get our presents to us since our house does not have a chimney? Just these funny points on top.

" No problem." said Tilley. " I will build a chimney for good old Saint Nick!"  Squirly was not very impressed by it.

 

 "Maybe Santa has left our presents in our hay bag," Tilley squeaked in delight.

 

To everyone's surprise Santa had left presents in the rosemary bush overnight.

Wishing you all a Happy and Healthy New Year!!!

A Merry Prairie Christmas to All

Hello everyone, Heathcliffe, spokespig for the Prairie Pigs, here to wish all the piggies and piggy people out there our very best in Season's Greetings.  We hope you are having a peaceful and safe holiday.

Like many households this year, Christmas was a bit different for us, but while Slave seemed a little sad to be spending less time with family and friends during the Yuletide, we were mostly only pretending to be sympathetic while we enjoyed having her at our beck and call a lot more than past Christmases.  She did meet with a few friends now and then for walks around the neighbourhood to admire the festive light displays, but then she would be back all rosy-cheeked and more than ready to snuggle with us again.

We hope you are all finding creative ways to make this year's Christmas special, even if it is not exactly the one we would have chosen, and to count the blessings we still have (especially the small round furry ones)!

P.S. If you look closely at the lovely card next to me in the photo, you will see it's a Christmas pyramid of guinea pigs --- it came all the way from England from our Auntie Penny and the Piggyfriends.

 

Happy Christmas from the Piggyfriends.

 On behalf of the Piggyfriends, Orla would like to send Christmas wishes to all of our readers.

"Whatever is this green stuff?" she asks." It looks like grass but I do not think that it is edible."

Orla invites you to play "Spot the Pig".

 

" I don't know," says Orla. " My first Christmas and they get me to dress up! I did get to eat the carrot afterwards though."

We hope that everyone has the best Christmas possible in the current pandemic and hope that next year will be better for all the humans. Take care everyone and stay safe.

Smiles

 Hi all,

My boyfriend and pig dad Erwin made this video and it made me smile looking at the impatient piggies. I hope it makes you smile as well!

Mieke, proud slave to the piggies who learned this trick to show their impatience: Binky, Cookie and Linn

More New Piggyfriends! Two little boys.

When our Slave went to Pooh Piglets to collect Orla and Caoimhe, Pauline had many other piggies in need of loving homes. She had taken an extra carrier just in case so we knew that some more new friends would be accompanying our new girls on the way home. She could not take a carrier and not fill it up.

Two little brothers had been left at Pooh Piglets a few days previously and they were taken out of their hutch to meet Slave and her son.

Once picked up, they could not possibly be left behind so Sean was sent out for the other carrier and here they are at Piggyfriends.

Pauline said that she could only have them if she promised to change their names as she did not like them and this has been done. Slave has named them Oisin and Fionn ( say Osheen and Finn ) after two mighty warriors of Irish legend. We think that they will have to grow into their names as they are not very brave yet!

Here is another photo of Oisin, who does not actually have red eyes. Slave really needs to learn how to use the red eye filter on her camera.

And one showing his nice, fat "go faster" stripe around his middle.

Here is another pigture of Fionn.

He is all black except for a little white spot on his nose, which shows in the first pigture. They both love their food except for celery, which they may never have met before and are getting braver by the day especially as their pen is next door to that of Orla and Caoimhe and they come out to chat.

Please welcome them into the Piggyfriend clan.

Oh and we could not go without showing you this out take. Slave was trying to get a photo of Oisin's stripe. He was sitting nicely until he heard the click of the shutter and he was away.

A Piggy A to Z - "M" is for Meabh, A Brand-New Prairie Pig

 

 Hello, everyone!  My name is Meabh, and I am the newest Prairie Pig.  As you can see, I am a beautiful chestnut-brown Abyssinian with lots of whorls and rosettes, and I'm about five months old.  Meabh is a traditional Irish name (pronounced similar to Maeve or Mayve), and Slave gave me that name because the day I went up for adoption at the local animal shelter was the birthday of Penny, Slave to the Piggyfriends, who (as you likely know) is proudly Irish !

Though my official residence (which I like to call the Fortress of Solitude) is in the room next door to the Piggy Room, I get lots of floor time in the Piggy Room so I can socialize and hang out with the other Prairie Pigs.  Here I am visiting Heathcliffe.  Gosh --- is he a really big guy, or am I smaller than I think?

Here I am in one of my favourite hiding spots, the hay rack between Bonnie's and Pavarotti's cages; that's Pavarotti off to my left, looking a little concerned that I might have squeezed into this spot one time too many.  I like to keep Slave on her toes by shoe-horning myself into all sorts of places where it doesn't seem a guinea pig should be able to fit.  (To tell the truth, I fit into this particular hiding place a lot better a month ago when I first arrived.  Four weeks of munching my way through the endless Prairie Pig buffet might have left me just a teeny bit wider than I was when I got here...) 

Hmmmm --- it looks as if some careless person has left the door to the piggy room open, and I think there are one or two rooms on this floor that I haven't explored yet.  Slave says I am "a handful", whatever that means!  Apparently the other Prairie Pigs have always been quite content to stay in the Piggy Room whether the door is open or not, but I am a free spirit and much more adventurous than the average guinea pig.  

We have already discovered that a small piggy sitting directly under the middle of a bed is almost impossible to reach from any side and can stay there until she is good and ready to come out, regardless of Slave's plans to get to bed early and read a book.  (Though I do notice that she seems to be spending more time vacuuming under the beds since my excursions began, so perhaps she is learning some valuable lessons from the experience!)