Ramia
Adult Guinea Pig
I know, it's just disgusting what they do to animals in science.I hope they publish your poems. Poor piggies![]()
I know, it's just disgusting what they do to animals in science.I hope they publish your poems. Poor piggies![]()
We like those too! We don't get them often enough either.Lol, we have some meadow hay treats she breaks up into tiny pieces. Sometimes we don't think we get enough.
Hey it's the cookie boy. I'm pretty good all day but for some reason at around 4 pm me and Chez incessantly ask for cookies. Slave doesn't know why we're chill all day then at 4 we're like, nope, gonna bite the bars nonstop. She's taken to leaving the room when we do it.
I popcorned a bit, made some wheeks, had some lettuce. Slave is going to go smoke then bring us some pepper.
We get our cages cleaned today mom ordered me some really cool bedding that's green and blue but she doesn't think it'll come on time for cage cleaning.
There i go with the wheeking again!
Glad we're not the only ones! We're both good all day we just bimble along, Chez zooms, we eat hay.Around 4PM the dinner heat starts up! I slam myself at the bars with all my body weight until I get my buffet with salad. My slave tries to ignore me to but my bodyslams are loud!
Love Kongo
Everyone knows thats piggy o'clock. Our time to shine and get the attention we deserve. Remember we're Royals, queen Elizabeths. When my slave forgets I have to remind her Joe looks like Trumps walking toupee and need a real buffet. And ofc we eat to honour or late brother Pikachu, a.k.a John Lennons wig. Sometimes I'm really worried about slaves memory. She's so lucky to have me!Glad we're not the only ones! We're both good all day we just bimble along, Chez zooms, we eat hay.
But when dusk hits we're just so naughty!
Yes! I even did some teeth chattering when I didn't get a cookie, boy was mom offended! Me and Chez can be brats, she said.Everyone knows thats piggy o'clock. Our time to shine and get the attention we deserve. Remember we're Royals, queen Elizabeths. When my slave forgets I have to remind her Joe looks like Trumps walking toupee and need a real buffet. And ofc we eat to honour or late brother Pikachu, a.k.a John Lennons wig. Sometimes I'm really worried about slaves memory. She's so lucky to have me!
Love Kongo
The piggy's secret weaponYes! I even did some teeth chattering when I didn't get a cookie, boy was mom offended! Me and Chez can be brats, she said.
Right now I'm popcorning and wheeking, and she thinks it's cute. Bonus points for me!
She also said I was "arrogant" when I was in a cage with Chez. She said all that power went to my head and I was no longer that sweet Stripe.
Just left her some beans to clean up, come on slave, give me my meds and clean up my beans! I want pepper!
Go boy! Syringes is the best. Everything in a syringe isAlso I just played tug of war with the syringe because I wanted more!
Another Metacam junkie!Also I just played tug of war with the syringe because I wanted more!
Go boy! Syringes is the best. Everything in a syringe is
Love Kongo (Joe does not agree)
Was it gang violence? Was listening to French news about Sweden's children often being asked to join gangsSurvivors,
today is a sad day. Sunday when slave got off the bus she walked into a sea of blue lights and helicopters. When she saw the ambulance-copter she realized it wasnt just the grocery store that got robbed, so she quickly went home. Two teenage boys got shot and today one of the boys passed away. We moved here just because this is a good suburb to raise kids and pigs in. Slave is talking about moving to the deep forests of Norrland and I'm a bit nervous. I'm a city-pig! I'm like Paris Hiltons poor chihuahua you know (but my slave doesn't have a Prada to put me in and thats a bit offense actually. I'm Joe!)
But today we send a big, loving wheek to the boys family and friends. It was just a group of young boys, no criminals, walking home from the gym.
Spread purrs and love, our friends
Joe and Kongo
I would say yes, but its not clear yet. What we know is that a young boy is in the arrest and that he took "the job" in a chatgroup. From what we know he shot at the wrong group of friends, four boys heading home from the gym.Was it gang violence? Was listening to French news about Sweden's children often being asked to join gangs
Bramble,Dear Stripe
Never complain when food is an hour early! It's when food is late that you have grounds for complaint.
Your friend in a crisis
Miss Bramble
Shop Steward
Every hooman needs a wheeker in their life, Truffle. How else would they understand when its food o'clock? Chip was our little wheeker, and he was born with a sixth sensd and always knew when slave was late. Wheekers work the hardest!Truffle is the wheekspig for us and he runs around making little yipping sounds, very softly as mommy slave shooshes him if he gets too excited. She says she spoils us by feeding pretty much on demand. We say she doesn't have the tummy of a guinea pigTruffle was quite thin once but is now almost the same weight as me
Kongo, keep eating
Joe
Ramia slave, enjoy your rest, well done with the job.=
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