So Much Goin' On Only Oliver Got Enough Arms to Count

Hi Friends,

We got a lot going on here at PandaPig's Peace Sanctuary and may not be answering emails or getting
online much until things settle down. We is happy to announce that summer is flirting with us now in
the Pacific Northwest so we have bright, shiny sunlight streaming through our SouthWest corner windows as we sort out who sick wid what and who gotta do what and blah, blah, da-blah-BLAH!

And mom don't feel so great either.

So keep in touch, don't expect much in return, just do it cuz you know we cares about you and want to
hear all the news that's fit to print but mainly the news that only fit to print here!
We'll catch ya on the flip side of the moonshadow!

I May Haz Cancer

Today mom took me and Calvin the small to a new, wonderful vet right here in town. It was about our
spines...but the vet found lumps all in me and aspirated one and she didn't like what come out and
she sending it to pathologist but since other lumps was in lymph area could be TWO kinds of cancer!
Not to mention spondylosis of my spine fusing...vet don't want me jumpin' up and down off my Loft
and i won't use a ramp or steps so mom may have to take it out! Now THAT MAKE'N ME MAD!
But Calvin doin' better since mom started doing the opposite of what the other vet told her. He still
got glass spine so he could break but gained weight and demands his bedtime cuddles again.

If that not enough, mom brain-blipped-looped and she sent stupis, really stupis email to someone
then sent email to apologize for stupis email but apology email even stupiser, so it was like a broken
record in her brain and she kept tryin' to fix it only makin' it seem like she one big, fat, stupis-stalker
with compulsive Email-Apology-Sending Disease! so she stop and figured since she seein' double
anyway mebbe not good idea to be online. i just jumpin' up and down on my loft whether she like it
or not. if ya gonna die why can't ya do fun things while ya's still alive? vet said cuz i could break
my spine. big SPEW! i gotZ two kinda cancers, dems peeples should LET ME JUMP! ya know?

She went to visit her owl friends for a little while today, and CD3 said "The people who love you will understand, Skatr" and mom wrote it down word for word, stared at it, then just burst into tears, now she more pathetic than us! And she notice Coconut not running around so much when she gets out of cage and afraid to even find out why but will take her, too...that would make half the herd and she gotta just deal wid it and stop emailing and apologize emailing and apologizin' for her apology emails over and over. Yeah, a real catch, that one!

we gonna call it a night. i gonna enjoy my loft and view of my kingdom and all i survey whilst
i still can! gonna JUMP! gonna JUMP! yeah, me gonna JUMP!

Loves you all. She waiting for cards from printer but headaches keeping us off 'puter for now.

The sun came out and there is snow 50 miles east of us and beautiful skies, sea and islands west of us
so we gonna all feel better, we KnowZ it!

3 Live Cavy Web Cams and Blog, Guinea Pig Website - Happy Cavy

3 Live Cavy Web Cams and Blog, Guinea Pig Website - Happy Cavy

SQUEEEEEE! HAPPY CAVIES, HAPPY CAVIES, WE LURVES HAPPY CAVIES!

We lurves the "#1Kitchen Cam" BEST but dem cavies hadn't figured out how to pull apart their "hay thingy" yet, while we done ruined...last count, mebbe SIX already, two different kinds?

Yeah, baby, DAT's what we iz talking 'bout! 

When I pulled the front off mine, the hay tumbled right outta it, so I  made myself

a bed, like a manger, y'know?  Likes it even better than my cuddle cup, cuz when I is hungry, ain't gotta do nothing but turn my head and shove m'snout into the "hay manger" then chomp! chomp! chomp till I a happy cavy, too!

And with my spine fusing, mom figures I does it cuz it easier and feels better...
This spondyInklee-osis, I is working IT!!!


Who loves ya, baby?
YumYum, whose hay don't look nuttin' like them Happy Cavies,
but it makes ME Happy!

Calvin and Mom...

...are asleep until further notice: Until we ready for fresh treats. Until we ready for our bedtime HAY-down! Until we ready to play in our Runabout pen. Until we ready to chew Rat-a-Tat-a-Tat-Tat! on our water bottles in the most annoying non-particulate rhythm...until we snatch mom's earplugs!

For now they can sleep, but only because we let them! Yes, we are kind and forgiving piggies...
full of love.~


"What's that? They're ready? EGGCELLENT!"

CALLING ALL PIGGIES TO THE WATER BOTTLES,
YOU MAY NOW COMMENCE USING YOUR CHOMPERS
AND TONGUES TO PLAY "REVEILLE! FULL VOLUME,
I REPEAT FULL VOLUME!"

Oh, PUH-lease! Nobody said we wuz good piggies!
And nobody EVah will!

UH-OH! Mom having Visions of Grandeur Again! - Everybody HIDE!

It goes a little like this y'all. And it ain't pretty. Mom gets migraine. Draws silly pictures like she's channeling some kinda mythic Neanderthal cave child with clay crayons from Lauscaux! o.k. Then she stops drawing and screams (grabbing her hair as if gonna pull it all out at once) "Incoming! Need PAIN MEDS!" then she starts shrieking until they kick in and then she pulls out her fancy books, which are quite lovely. Then she shows us her "art" and then shows us how the books explain why she is such a genius. By this time we know the meds have really kicked in 'cuz she be droolin' on her fancy-schmancy books 'splainin' to us: "seeeee, i gonna use this pain for good:
me draw pretty one day!" before FACEPLANTIN' SMACK INTO THE ICEPACKS lined up on her bed. The books fall off the bed and we gets to thinking...

"If the fancy-schmancy books are within nibblin' distance...uh, oh, nothing!" that would be wrong.

"If her 'drawings' are within nibblin' distance...uh, oh, nothing!" (but that would be less wrong - possibly even Righteous!)

OOPS, GOTTA GO, she wakin' up: RAJ MAHAL WUZ NEVAH HERE!

Calling all HAPPY DANCE Music Stations...

LOOKING FOR THE MOOSE...

WHEN THE ART-I-CANE SWEEPS THROUGH, mom pulls out every bit of salvaged paper, bark, string, and whatever we haven't eaten, paints, folds, glues, and sticks it all together because she needs to get her mojo flowin' again. Everything in these salvaged from the forest floor after our 100 mph + windstorms except the stuff she found somewhere else. She colored the paper by throwing paint into a sink full of water, throwing paper into the sinkfull of painted water, then smashing it all up, then folding or rolling or crinkling or doing whatever she needs to keep us from finding and eating it.

Mom, it real nice but where the BEWILDERED MOOSE? Or...might that be...?

Oh, nothing, gettin' too close to dinnertime to go there!

ORDINATION OF A GizzlHOOdle!

Once Duke ordained us piggies "official" Hooligans for eating our cardboard houses
(like, who don't do that?) lil'Giz wanted in and we all agree that wid a face like his,
he a DEFINITE Hooligan! Mom wants to brush and groom him, probably use our
flea comb and infect him wid our mites, so DON'T LET HER!

CONGRATS, LIL'GIZ, YOU IZ A HOOLI-SUMPIN' NOW! We is barrel-rollin' wid glee!

"Adopt-A-Piggie" Works In Progress

Dear Friends,
We remain hard at work on our "Adopt-A-Piggie" cards
in between buying piggie treats, washing and chopping and feeding piggies,
playing with piggies, cuddling piggies, piggie Runabouts,
Piggie Sleep-A-Thons with mom,
cleaning piggie water bottles and refilling them
cleaning piggie food bowls and refilling them
cleaning piggie cages and refilling them
cleaning piggies and not getting squealed at!

So, just imagine! You can simply "Adopt-A-Piggie" by purchasing cards
and not get to do all the other fun stuff!

Right now we are preparing for the First Friday Art Walk here in B'ham
where ARTISANS gallery sells non-piggie cards and drawing/paintings
then it's-a-gonna-be-PIGGIE TIME!
Can't ya just feel it in the cool, Pacific Northwest breeze?
(was that wrong, all you melters? We didn't mean it.)
OF COURSE WE MEANT IT!

Mixed Media Moose

A long time ago in a place far, far away where there was plenty of room to throw hand-made papers from around the world all over the floor, and a BIG bathroom where lots of glue and paint could play together, we used to have "Mixed Media SMACKDOWNS!" and mess up the place real good creating wall hangings strung with hemp on bamboo poles to hang up all around...above the jaws of paper-eating little monstrous's likes us! This is a close-up of part of a wall hanging about a bewildered moose. We think it was subconsciously autobiographical but would never whisper a word of it to mom! We just think Moose's expression looks somethin' familiar and all the stuff above him...kinda like the floor in her "studio" and her with that "HUH? HOW DIS ALL GET SO MESSY?" face.

...Just Sayin'

Calvin Goes EXPLORING!

Mom said my skeleton is as delicate as glass...gonna hide. Don't wanna hear!

Hmmm, this interesting: Like an explorer! Gonna climb in and see what's about!

Hey, this the perfect spot for an Explorer with a skeleton made of glass!

Think I'll just cuddle in, do my "Pig In A Blanket" routine so mom with lay down next to me.
Then wrap me up with her hand snuggled next to my nuzzle! And quietly we shall dwell together.
No talking, only the sound of one piggie purring. Nuzzlin' mom.
Yeah, Life Good when
you is Calvin the small in your Special Blanket!

Practicing PiggieSattva Meditation

Thanks, Jerry, for sending us this photograph!