Who Sick? Mom Sick? OOoh, so sad..."HEY! TREATS IN BED! SQEEEEE!" sad, so sad...

HEY, CUT OUT ALL TALK WITH THAT "dremel" words, we iZ outlaws, and ain't nobody dremelling nuttin' no how, no way, not evah, NEVAH! Now, as you all know, I have become Coconut's new, um, "domestic partner" and she is civilizing me, whether I like it or not. Look at my pretty pearly whites but, friend, do not fear for your life for I am not YumYum:  I am MacNutPie, grandpig of Mama and Papa Partridge, and secretly Papa's "caption-whisperer" but don't tell Kestra or Sacto Sylvia! It might be illegal, but how else you think that man a Triple Crown Winner, huh?
Even think about it? Well, take a moment now to ponder: How dat man win THREE?! me, me ME! SQUEEEEEEE!

Sincerely,
Mac The NutPiePartridge "Caption WhispererrrRRR"

OH, MOM TAKING A SICK DAY...

You never hear from me, do you? Even know who I am? Well, I came here as a baby with Erica, who was my tribal elder, big sister, mentor, medicine woman...after she passed mom was afraid I would die of grief...guinea pigs do, it's in that article "Things Your Guinea Pig Wants You to Know" two posts back that you probably didn't read because, as usual, it's always about YumYum, but if you press the red letters you really will learn a lot about us.

You see, I am the good one. The quiet one (unless I am really hungry and then? mmmm, not so quiet!) but I am a different looking cavy, no one wanted me because my eyes bulge out and my face looked a little smashed in like a bug...I dunno, always been different, so very shy.

But when mom is sick she looks so much worse than me on a bad day! And I mean it kindly, for I am a kindly girl. The ONLY girl, so you can be forgiven for not being used to the "kind" word, it's O.K. and I understand. So, mom is under the weather and last night instigated a new policy: starting at dusk, every pig gets lap time, or in mom's case, lay down in bed and munch carrots while she pretends to be alive...and you would have thought Calvin is her favorite? Think again! Calvin is spoiled already, now he fusses for attention all the time. But, I have my ways. I remain quiet, in the background, and when mom reaches into the cage, I don't resist or bite or kick and demand the snack
while we are "in the air" enroute to destination Bed. I am lovable. Did you know that? I didn't. Until now. So, every night we ALL HAVE mom time, treats, get combed with the teeny-tiny comb she got that one of the boys got his mites all over: ICK! But, after grooming my coat is stunningly smooth and silky, which means that I actually AM A SILKY, it's a real thing, and I have so many colors in my fur that gleam and glisten like earthen gems. But, do you think the boys compliment me? Mom does! Sigh...it's hard being the only girl. But now that I feel less shy you will learn more about being the only sister in this big family of Bad BoyZ, Bad BoyZ, whatcha gonna do (besides BITE HER?!) WHEN SHE COMES FOR YOU?

Love and yours gently,
Coconut, named by Kezia Stansbury! Shout out to Kezia: HI, IT'S ME, FINALLY NOT TOO SHY TO STEP OUT!

CALVIN! I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE! HEY...

See, this is the thing...sure I get a big space and lots of toys and my very own owlie rug for runarounds, but lil Calvin got mom wrapped around all the parts of him that didn't get neutered! Check it out: he has a big, fluffy, soft, cat bed but - hey - not only that, it comes with a plush Indian blanket for him to cuddle and fall asleep beneath while mom pets him, cooing sweet nothings while he fusses for more petting, more love, more stories about how he is really Calvin the large...well, ENOUGH ALREADY!

CALL ME AN OUTLAW! Watch me not care! Cuz i gotta plan, see, a good plan, gonna hop over this pathetic fence mom thinks is gonna keep me in my play/runaround area and i gonna SURPRISE Calvin the small with a friendly little visit! One that may end up having mom return to the hand surgeon, ya, sue me! The one whose staff kept asking mom, "Now WHAT bit you, a cat, dog, wolf? What?" because her hand was infected with red streaks past her elbow and my teeth actually went through tendons and ligaments and if we weren't vegan, imagine the possibilities! Yeah, gonna hop this fence and get this partay started! S.E.A.L. Team YumYum: INCOMING!
mu-Ah-ha-Ha! Mu-Ah-HA-HAAAAAAAAA!

Things Your Guinea Pigs Want You To Know

Things Your Guinea Pigs Want You To Know

We wanted to share this information for those of you

wondering why we are the way we are making mom

be the way she is. Because she is our slave and no

amount of denial will convince otherwise. Humans

think they know stuff. They get a guinea pig. Then

they find out they really need two guinea pigs for

one guinea pig to be truly happy. Then those two

guinea pigs conspire to overthrow the human

government by enlarging their armed forces!

Then the human tries to neuter us to disarm us

but all we do is continue drafting new orphans

"too cute to resist" and after enough neutering,

we became a "don't ask, don't tell" Force openly

enlisting female cavies to strengthen our cause.

When we still felt we could do more to overcome

our human's habits and train her to cater to our

every whim, we finally brought in the "big gun"

Calvin, the small, our first un-neutered male!

Mom pulled out her white flag and surrendered!

BOO-YA! We have discovered strength in diversity

and want to share our little secret with any species

whose person or people still have a life of their own:

THAT AIN'T RIGHT! WE ARE THEIR LIFE, AND

NOBODY AND NOTHING ELSE can distract them...

oh, sure, last summer there were these barn owls

ya, but we not only watched them with mom, two

of us learned how to mimic Molly the Owl and,

although it can happen that occasionally one will

enjoy the companionship of a female cavy capable of

mimicking bird sounds, Taj Mahal is male! And we

forgot who else did it. So, Molly and McGee was an

experience shared by all. Otherwise, mom don't get

none...we advocates not through legislation, phooey!

We are not democratic, we are Czars, Kings, Queens,

Royalty. If you know THAT, you know EVERYTHING
YOUR GUINEA PIGS WANT YOU TO KNOW!

Peace Out,

YumYum

Welcome Home, Cowboy!

Resistance is Futile...

Peace, Love, and WHAT?!

What Time Did You Say It Is?

Oh Yeah, Baby, that's the way, Uh-Huh Uh-Huh, we LIKES IT, Uh-Huh Uh-Huh!

HEY - Oh, who are we kidding? The're Right...

WheeeeeeeK! Squeeeeeee! We is guinea pigs and it's fun being me! Gotta press ^on pic to read what it says, but it speaks Truth! It's always about US! Squeeeek-A-Wheeeeek!

MacNutPie Gets Into the Act

Taj thinks he's "all that and a bag o' chips" with his bi-colored lower lip, but - hey - mine get the job done just as well!
thank you,
MacNutPie,
Defender of Farmer's Market Saturdays

Is It Saturday Yet?

You have all seen my beautiful bi-colored lower lip, now watch what it can do on Farmer's Market Saturday!
love,
Taj Mahal

Farmer's Market Saturday: Wheek!

                     Taj Mahal shows off his chompers with fresh carrot greens!