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| It's been a while, but I'm a busy guinea pig you know. I have carrots to eat and people to meet although not many of the latter or former for that matter (Dave keeps his carrots in the fridge in then gives them to me when they're well past their best). I have notice some white stuff outside my hutch and this has coincided with me not being allowed to crawl about on the lawn: the injustice of this world gets me down at times. I notice Dave is getting on his high horse about immigration and what-not. How about letting me come inside in the warm, you selfish sausage? | | |
| It has been a long time, I know but I have had a troubled few months due mainly to a grass seed getting stuck in my eye and making my weep gunk for a few days. I got taken to the vet and he plucked the nasty critter out of my eye. Dave has gone off to Center Parcs so I am staying with Tim and Beckie Rose at the moment. | | |
| A fellow animal has joined the ranks of xanga. I am pleased to have been something of a trend-setter in that department. Please forgive my occasionally errant spelling - although my spelling is generally pretty good for a guinea-pig, occasionally I lapse into buffoonery. November is just an hour and a minute away and my heart is beating like a Keith Moon crash symbol at the pre-ordained firework festival that is coming this nation's way. | | |
| Not much has happened these last two days. A couple of cats have wandered past my hutch and had a sniff but I told them to leave their faeces well beyond the reach of my nostrels. | | |
| Little did I think I would get rude comments from some quarters about my body odour. There are limited washing facilities in my hutch and a runaround in the wet grass doesn't always get you as clean as you'd hope when you've got as much hair as me. I saw a rabbit with mixematosis today; I could barely make out its facial features such was its disfigurement. It seemed happy enough nibbling on the grass on a verge near Stanmer Park. I was on my way to the bouncing tree where dandelion, oh sweet dandelion, are abundant but the tragic bunny put it clean out of my mind and I forgot what I was doing and wandered on home avoiding nasty looking dogs on the way. | | |
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