TAJ MAHAL AND HIS FLOPPY EARS!

hi y'all, it's Taj Mahal and i have the most fun ears! they bounce up and down whenever i run around exploring and my fur is so swirly i am one big, beautiful man-package, so feast your hungry eyes on my little white top-notch...c'mon, you know you want to! mom picks me up and thinks i have the makings of a lap pig but also the potential of a "biter" and we are all curious to know which one, or both, of these i become. she is saving up to have me neutered because Raj and I weren't held and cuddled as babies ought be, and we are a couple of rowdy cowboys! but i think Raj is going to sell out because i have heard him purr when he gets picked up. mom is patient and not going anywhere, as she says, so she is determined to "tame" us and turn us into snuggly purrMachines before Christmas. who cares, we're not going anywhere, either, and we sure are happy here at PandasPigSanctuary. And we grow our very own wheat grass! we just hope YumYum gets some soon, because we miss him at breakfast...but you didn't read that here! sometimes mom affectionately calls me "Little Brown" and it's a name i like, but just as a nickname...on special occasions, like when the sun comes out.
Love all of you readers, really, deeply, madly, truly, we do!
Your Favorite Piggie,
Taj, the Blessed

WE HAVE ALL GROWN FOND OF THOSE SILLY OWLETS AND WILL MISS THEM, BUT YOU DIDN'T HEAR IT HERE!

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UH-OH, MOM FOUND MY HIDING PLACE!

Morning All,

It's the Raj Mahal today with news that yesterday when Taj and I got our Runabout, I discovered a Secret Place that no one knew about and sunned myself there in blissful solitude until mom discovered there was a gap between beds and there was me!

As you can see, we have recently endured having our toenails trimmed but it actually went quite well, as mom placed a planter full of wheatgrass on her lap and we barely noticed!

Speaking of food, mom has a call in to Dr. Berry to see if YumYum can have anything besides hay now that he is feeling better.
Must admit, he's been a better sport about it than any of us expected, getting lots of extra tickling from mom and he seems to have even grown something resembling a mane! Or a "ruff" as they call it on cats...hard to tell since his fur is so mottled and swirley but he actually behaved while we pigged out on fresh veggies and he got none! All here at the Art Farm must admit we are impressed with his new level of maturity...hmmmm...quite out of character, though.

Two of the owlets have now "flown the coop" although they come back at night, and lil'Wesley FINALLY took off and flew away last night! Then all the MODS who have been encouraging him to fly for the past week found themselves staring at an emptly owl box and proceeded to panic and cry and SUCH DRAMA I've never seen! So, Wesley flew back and re-entered the owl box.

What did the MODS do then? Wonder WHY! Was he ok, could he hunt, what was wrong, blah, blah, they went berserk.

All these people around the world got NOTHING BETTER TO DO? And when he does not fly they are upset. When he does fly they are upset. When he returns to Molly's Owl box they are upset. Are humans EVER HAPPY?

Glad we are guinea pigs and not barn owls! Still, mom has made a lot of nice friends there and learned a lot about owls for her drawings. Oh! She started a new drawing. AND, Edwin bought her a new pair of trail running shoes and yesterday she actually WALKED with her walking poles (no walker, no cane, no wheelchair!!!!) out on Taylor Dock while a rainstorm blew in off the San Juan Islands and she felt soooo HAPPY! A little sad because Edwin had to return to Seattle, but happy for her FIRST WALK in uncountable days and OUTDOORS on the water, although lots of dead crabs were washed ashore (?!) and the seagulls were feasting like a Red Lobster Special or something.

Well, mom gonna change our water now, we get special vitamin supplements that taste good so we love our water.

It has been a pleasure, nice day to all, see ya's later!

Love,
Raj Mahal

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Dear Funsters,

While mom was having fun with Edwin and Taj was having fun with Raj and EVERYBODY was eating treats but MEEEEEEEEEE, we took a 2 day break from the Owl Box so we could pay attention to each other over the
holiday...and we missed a lot!

So, from Molly's Blog to ours, to you, dear readers, here are gorgeous photographs of the 4 little owlies all grown up and ready to be BIG, except for lil'Wesley, who prefers pretending he can't fly so Molly, McGee AND (we think) his brothers and sisters bring him food and he has room service nightly.

How much longer they gonna put up with dat? 'Specially because I CAN'T FLY and am I getting served?
HAY! BIG WOO.

TIMOTHY HAY does not equal a Memorial Day picnic for YumYum. Me sad. Me wanna fly now so...

What? The owls eat WWWWWWWWWHHHHHHAAAAAAAAT?!

OH HEAVENS!

MOM!? i love you!

TAJ HIDING IN PREPARATION FOR FOOD FIGHT...

O.K. now, nobody gonna look for me here between the piggieTent and the nightstand,
because Raj expects me to hide under the nightstand so when mom brings in the organic
romaine lettuce where will I be? In a place so hidden it'll be TOO hidden and he'll get it
first. But me too smart for that! Gonna LURK, not hide, that's right, lurk, right here!

This here is by the door so mom will see me and greet me lovingly which will alert Raj
but, who cares, 'cause she'll see ME first 'cause I'll only be lurking, not hiding, and bet
Raj will be hiding, so she'll see me and I'll GET IT and

I gonna KEEP THAT LETTUCE, ain't sharing none of it with that Raj, just thinks 'cause
he so pretty he gonna eat my lettuce, rightfully mine, but not gonna happen, he pretty
but me the smart one, so...gotta go, getting ready!

sssshhhhhhhhh!

bye.

RAJ DISAPPEARS INTO HIDING TO CONTEMPLATE HIS FOOD-FIGHT STRATEGY!

Gonna hide, gonna crawl in here and think about things, really think good, really gonna hide and think and plan and gonna get that food when mom comes, gonna get it from Taj and eat it all up MYSELF! gonna give this a lot of careful preparation, gonna take that lettuce, watch me SNATCH IT 'cause i crawled in here to think, think about snatching, yeah, that's IT!
STEALTH & SNATCH! yeah, crawlin' in here to think and plan best strategy for stealthy lettuce-snatching....yeah....wheek!
sssssssshhhhhhhhhhhh, quiet wheek. hiding, remember?

METHINKS MY MOMENT HATH COME FOR FOOD FIGHTIN'

HHHHMMMMMmmmmmm, waiting......waiting............waiting...............any minute now, any minute.....reADY?

MAHAL FOOD FIGHT #2: AND THE WINNER IS...?!

It's Mine! WWWhhhhhhhhhEEEEEEK! NO! It's MINE! WWWWWhhheeeeeeKKKK! NO, MINE!
Gonna GET That, NO you're NOT< YES I AM! wwwwwwwwwwhhhhhhhEeEeEkk! MINE,ALL MINE!

YUM-YUM HERE!

Dear Readers, Friends, Family, and Countrymen and Countrywomen, and members of the Grand Court,

It hath been decreed that a hay-only diet maketh YumYum funny looking in his picture.

It hath been decreed that YumYum get nice, sweet, fresh treats. STAT!

On the other hand, it hath also been decreed that whatever is in that Vitamin C supplement mom put in
my water be given in greater quantities and frequency: Happy Juice! mom gave the Mahals some and
they got drunk, seriously. Raj drank and drank until Taj literally pushed him! Then he came back and
pushed Taj and drank some more! Then they sang until dawn, keeping us all up...

speaking of me,

You think this a funny picture? Because it is only part of me...the part that gets hay...the part not getting
hay refused to be photographed as part of nonviolent civil rights protests of Cavies Without Veggies (CWtV's)
established back in May 29, 2010.

Mom attended the MOD picnic by way of USTREAM and realized that the TWITTERers (her group) are
very, very different from the Social Stream Chat people (the "Others") and the TWITTER commentary made
her laugh so hard she nearly----

(EDITOR: YUM-YUM?!)

She nearly had to, uh, uh, do sumpin' else. bye, gotta go, edwin comin' and all, bye!

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YUM-YUM HERE: I AM SICK TODAY

Dear Friends,

Mom had to rush me to see Dr. Berry up in Lynden yesterday and he i am in the early stages of something unmentionable
(because i have high journalistic standards, even if i am sick) and all mom can feed me is HAY! and a Vit. C supplement
i won't eat so she is going to try some in my sippy water bottle. only hay, a blogger cannot be creative on only hay, so until
someone sees fit to treat me like the magnificent speciment of a Cavy that i am (i.e. fresh treats of the colorful, organic,
juicy kind) i am turning the blog over to Taj, who thinks this is actually a radio show for National Public Radio, hee-hee.
I may be sick but I am still YUM-YUM AND I WILL PUNK WHOMSOEVER  DARES TO TAKE MY JOB WHILE MY
SICK LEAVE CONTINUES... if that sentence does not make sense, watch me NOT care. if i misspelled words today, watch me look at you and NOT CARE.  if -

(EDITOR: "SWEETHEART, YOU ARE DISPLAYING AN ATTITUDE ONLINE, CAN WE BE NICE EVEN WHEN WE ARE GRUMPY?  YOU ARE, AFTER ALL, EDITOR-IN-CHIEF OF PANDA-PIG'S BLOG AND HE AND I WOULD BOTH PREFER YOU BE GENTLER, THANKS, DEAR.)

mom...mom...GIVE ME WHEATGRASS! STAT! OTHERWISE, SHUT YOUR SELF-RIGHTEOUS
PIE-HOLE!

(EDITOR: well, guess what is, is. we shall allow Yum-Yum to be himself, freedom of squeaks, and all.)

love you but hungry and slighty grumpy since both Mahals enjoyed wheatgrass, acting like it was ok if I didn't...

Yummy OUT!

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Dear Readers,

Taj Mahal here. Is the mic on? Can you hear me now? Testing one, two...wheeek!WWWWHEEEEK!
(EDITOR: "Sweetheart, you type, this is not National Public Radio, try putting your toes on the keyboard.")

Thanks, mom.

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(EDITOR: "Sweetheart, no you don't jump and popcorn all over the keyboard, you type a warm welcome.")

o. dear Readers,

WARM WELCOME SO WARM IT IS HOT, HOT, HOT, LET'S DANCE! WHEEEEEK! WHEEE-

(Editor: sigh, and we make just a wee effort to make sense of life, Raj, just a wee effort?)

but mom, I'm TAJ, not RAJ, YOU CAN'T GET MY NAME RIGHT. oh dear, oh dear, oh dear...

weeeeee weeeeeee WWWWWWWWWW EEEEEEEEE effort, OK! Let's PARTAY ON, PIGS -

ok, ok:

Dear Readers, (mom, uyo ok wid ThisWHAT HERE is it?)

YumYum is sick and was rushed to the vet yesterday and can now only eat hay and he wants our food but mom caught it in time and he probably has an obstruction in his little runty tummy which the hay should remove and maybe a Vit. C deficiency since he doesn't eat his fortified guinea pig pellets like we do...today he already has
improved and mom is SO HAPPY.

She rarely drives anymore, but when mom goes to a doctor's apt.and it is time to go home, she has been
driving back to Scudder Pond, only to remember we don't live there anymore...and it has turned so green!
She thinks her soul
got
left behind in the move and is still there,
calling us back "home" and we must be patient and appreciate and accept that where we now live is home. Actually, not a problem for us piggin's because a cage is a cage, wherever you put it!

Also, mom has been watching the last of Molly's owlets fledge with massive dedication and TWITTERING along with all her new friends she will never meet. She has apparently attracted the attention of some who are now following her TWEETS, whatever that means, and when she looked on their bios they range from zombie lovers to Lawrence Welk fans. We really think it's time for mom to let the big birds fly away and stop all the TWITTERING because it makes her headaches much, much worse and lots of people are following us
but we really don't understand why. She said this weekend's Live Broadcast USTREAM of the MOD picnic will be the end of it all because the owlets are all "out of the box" and she just wants to see the faces of all the friends she made on the site, if they wear name tags with their TWITTER names like they are supposed to.

All of them say they look like Raquel Welch in real life...also, GET THIS:  Paris Hilton gets on the TWITTER and just insults the MODS who then emerge with enthusiasm teasing her and pointing out that she even misspells the words she uses to insult them!  Being insulted brings out a lot of Chaotic Creativity amongst MODS and Paris brings out the funniest TWEETS! Maybe she got her own fan site confused with Molly's Owl Box, we don't know, but she sure gets "jumped on" with every misspelled insult she hurls at the MODS!

WHAT FUN! In a sad way. Because most of the MODS are actually very loving, caring folks...just they act like Yum-Yum when Paris gets on and says stupid stuff.  So, Paris, if you read this, how about being nice and they will be nice back and welcome you to the site?  Or not.  We want a peaceful, verdant world...is that too much to ask?

That was a lot. I don't know how the other writers can blog such long philosophical blah, blah, blahs, I just want to eat and then take my morning nap with Raj. G'morning and g'night, all.

Love,
Taj Mahal, or (as mom now calls me) "Little Brown"