SEE YA IN MINNEAPOLIS! oops - meant INDIANAPOLIS!

PRESS COLLAGE ^^^ FOR UP-CLOSE-AND-PERSONAL RIVALRY OF THE PIGULAS!
WHEEK! WHEEK! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEE GIANTS!

Guinea Pigs Cause Massive Solar Flare

Solar flare could briefly disrupt communications

Oops, think we rowed in the wrong direction...

If your computers go down tomorrow, at least

take a look of this spectacular picture of WHY

before your jaw drops in awe at our Cosmic Powers!

THIS IS SOME SERIOUSLY COOL STUFF!

And "YES WE DID!" but it's a secret only

we can share...let the scientists argue all they

want, once we learned to "row" and generate

power, we began to recognize the massive

potential for MAYHEM and so...

Let the Games Begin and:

GO GIANTS! WHEEEK!

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

WHY MOM GOES TO INDIA

We realize you can't really see the faces or names of some of our new friends (mom in orange cap second from bottom row) in India, but when mom is stuck (and we really mean STUCK-STUCK in bed) and needs to remember that instead of falling into a depressive state of hopeless despair (i.e. needing hugs and lap time and affection from every single one of us > NOT A LOW MAINTENANCE MOM, SEE?) we encourage her to visit a site, called The Speaking Tree, where other, like-minded seeking souls are asking questions like:

*Why am I here?
*What is the purpose of life?
*Why do good people suffer? (laughing: that's her BIG favorite...oh, HELP US, we're gonna pee! Why mom suffer > She so good? OH NOW WE IS REALLY GONNA PEE, WAAAAH, CAN'T STOP GIGGLING! SOMEBODY help us!)
*Why is Oprah in India? (huh? apparently she is, as someone - oh, right, Deepak Chopra, wrote a blog interviewing her)
*Why am I on the same site as Oprah (now we are all getting lost) "MOM, TAKE YOUR MEDICINE, EAT, ST!AY HYDRATED, IS YOUR HEART MONITOR TURNED ON? HEY, GO TO BED! IT'S WAY  PAST BEDTIME!

Anyway, here are some of her friends, we don't know everyone here, but those we do know we enjoy very, very much... and have actually learned much from!
Some are serious.
Some are fun and funny.
All seem quite sensitive.
Some are young, modern, and challenging cultural traditions.
Some are traditional but understand the questions and even offer answers.
Some are quite mischievous - but you always know that once they switch from English to Hindi, mom's in BIG TROUBLE! QUITE A LOT OF TEASING GOES ON IN SEARCH FOR LIFE'S BIG ANSWERS! ELSE A SEEKER COULD GO QUITE MAD! (not anyone we know or live with, of course, just anonymous people could go mad, anonymous people we don't know and never will meet.)

No one believes mom's a girl. No make-up. No sari. Not noticeably "fem."

Many have offered a dizzying, dazzling array of "what Chana means in Hindi, Punjabi, Urdu, Sanskrit, and in cooking and military language"...(seriously, WHO KNEW?) but at least this past week while we enjoyed having "company" dismantle the apartment and life as we once knew it, mom had a place to go and friends to be with whom to discuss the T.V. Show "Lost" so she announced the new show by J.J. Abrams called "Alcatraz" which promises to be less confusing...please don't make us pee because we laugh too hard, it's not dignified.
Indeed, mom has contributed profound wisdom here...dispensing "knowledge of the ages" selflessly, such as what night "Alcatraz" debuts, info on the cast (one was on "Lost") and things that  answer THE IMPORTANT QUESTIONS...
Do you readers know what the expression "Epic FAIL" means? You need to!

Mom, we know you  really, really miss Calvin and so do we... but MUST we spend THIS MUCH TIME comforting you when we all know LIFE IS REALLY ALL ABOUT US, WHAT YOU NEED TO GO TO INDIA FOR? WHEEK and DOUBLE - SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE (what say ye NOW Oprah?)
MOM, WOULD YOU LIKE A NEW, BABY GUINEA PIG TO CUDDLE?

Uh-Oh! See, now THAT question: even THINKING IT > EXCELLENT EXAMPLE OF A DESPERATE GUINEA PIG'S

EPIC FAIL!
RUN! YOU NEVER SAW THIS, WE WERE NEVER HERE AND IF YOU TELL ON US WE MAY NEVER BE BACK! LOVE YOU, GOOD BYE, BEHAVE, WOMBAT, WE'RE IN FOR IT NOW!

TAJ UNPHASED BY INTERNATIONAL STARDOM!

Thanks to his humble, quiet nature (epic description FAIL!) our very own Taj Mahal demonstrates that he remains the same now as he always was...unphased and unchanged by his sudden rise to International SuperStardom, content to steal his brother Raj's fresh treats, stash 'em, and do it all over again. We love you, Taj, congratulations!

REPUBLICAN PRESIDENTIAL NOMINEE RICK PERRY DROPS OUT OF RACE FOLLOWING PUBLIC DISCLOSURE OF HIS DISLIKE FOR GUINEA PIGS

Rick Perry drops out of

Republican bid for

Presidential Nomination

following reports

he loves all

animals except

guinea pigs.

Rick, can't say we didn't

warn you...just that you

Texans only listen

to Big things...

And now, YOU DROPPING OUT

IS THE BIG THING.

Tsk. Tsk. Maybe next time

before you go trying to

throw us off the Noah's ARK

of your love...you think

twice about it, eh, cowpie?

"The downfall is in

the details."

REPUBLICANS: WATCH YOUR BACK!

Read on to see how Republicans REALLY FEEL ABOUT GUINEA PIGS and why they must be defeated in the Super Bowl, preferably by the New York Giants!
CONFOOZLED? READ ON, my friends, read on!

Primary Collars: Pets Get Political: Pet News

Texas Governor Rick Perry states FOR THE RECORD

that although he "loves all animals" he has conceded that he

is "not so partial to guinea pigs." (Paragraph #4, can't miss it!)

Excuse YOU?! We are voting for someone who IS not only
partial to us, but will make us the first FIRST GUINEA PIGS
in PRESIDENTIAL White House pet history, so take that,
Texas Governor Rick Perry, how dare you single us out like that?

We are deeply VEXED!

Our votes now hang on chads, Rick, so mind yourself!

For INGRID...To Summer...in Seattle

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^^^FOR INGRID, with love...memories of Summer^^^tap above, please...
THEN SCROLL DOWN BELOW COSMO CAT AND PRESS PLAY-BUTTON! then wait...and wait...we have waited years...YEARS!

Yes, we HAVE
posted this before...but while enjoying our Arctic-Snow-Freeze
NORTH OF SEATTLE, we wanted to share memories of...our NOT-SUMMERs?

FOR INGRID: Gratitude for the "Snow Poem" you gifted our Comments Section...

Just nuts? A painting squirrel

Just nuts? A painting squirrel

EVERYBODY's an artist! Winkleheimer!

SPEAKING TREE picks mom today

(IF you find it, her blog where blue arrow is, above-left,
and good luck with that!)

Introducing SPEAKING TREE, the place we send mom when
she "wants to talk" and we want to eat, play, popcorn,
chew our cardboard boxes, play chase, steal one another's
food, toss hay-bales, and have FUN!

We send her to a place far, far away so while
she thinks she is here with us,
(OH STOP IT, YOU WOULD, TOO,
ESPECIALLY IF YOU LIVED WITH HER)
in reality we hath banished her half-way
across the world for them to deal with!

SANCTIMONIOUS REBUKES ADDRESSED TO US
WILL NOT BE OPENED, READ, OR ANSWERED.
WE HAVE A NEW CAVIARY AND ARE WAITING
FOR OUR NEW COPY OF GUINEA PIG MAGAZINE
AND CocoNutPie said (with no small amount
of uncharacteristic sarcasm...)

"Just tell them we're waiting
for our tails to grow in!"

OH NO SHE IS-N'T!

WHEEEK! SNOW! LOTS & LOTS & LOTS & LOTS...NOT TO MENTION impending windstorm with gusts from 60 - 80 mph and windchill ALREADY 5 degrees BELOW ZERO, AIN'T NOTHIN' mom loves MORE than an exciting POST-OP SNOWSHOEING
ADVENTURE! SQUEEEEEEEEEEE! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEK! Who let her out?!

On the flip side, may as well get used to the cold in case arctic windstorm knocks out our power >

GO MAMA!

(not really. photograph by John Lok of The Seattle Times...mom in bed where she belongs.)

BUT EDWIN MADE US A NEW CAVIARY IN LIVING ROOM, WAY COOL cuz even he can't get back go Seattle: too much snow, wind, ice and he would become stranded at Seattle train station downtown unable to get back home. Our 2 Kitties cozy as kittens at their favorite vet, boarding down the street from Edwin's apartment where they get lots and lots of love as vet tech who spoils them lives only 2 blocks away so can walk there. Chai and Sami actually safer there than anywhere during this epic storm...sooooo,  Edwin is still here...goin' with mom to cardiologist to make sure she don't pull off her heart monitor and "accidentally" flush it down the toilet since it's a pain-in-the-# to wear for a month...
But waaaaay TOO COLD to leave apartment today, just gaze longingly out the window dreaming of Urban Arctic Adventures in and around the Downtown Corridors of Mt. Bellingham...
There was one Michelin Man siting: walking his dog outside...brrrrrr......EVEN THE CAFES ARE CLOSED! THE TOWN IS CLOSED!

IF YOU REALLY LOVE US SEND COFFEE! WE GOT OUR FRESH FOOD, HAY, AND SUPPLIES BUT MUM AND EDWIN, WELL...
WE SAY: PLAY-TIME, WAKE UP AND LET US OUT AND WATCH US PLAY AND FEED US AND LET'S GET THIS PIGGIE PARTAY STARTED AS WE HAVE NOT RECEIVED OUR MAGAZINE BUT ONCE WE DO TAJ GONNA GO AFTER THE FICKLE LITTLE FAIRY PIGGIE...SO THIS MAY BE OUR LAST CHANCE FOR FRATERNAL FESTIVITIES BEFORE THE WOOING GETS...WELL...
(to be continued after magazine arrives...and it may not be pretty, not pretty.)

UH-OH! EPISODE 1 of "As The Cavy Sleeps"

Raj sleeps with his eyes open, dreaming of his Fairy Princess, while before his sleeping eyes...

Taj is comparing the pinkness of his tongue with the pinkness of Fairy's tongue...
What will happen when Raj wakes up?
TO BE CONTINUED...STAY TUNED!

{Photo of Fairy by Fairy's mum, used with(out) permission, as usual...}