WE IZ BELLINGHAMSTERS!

Today is cool, sunny, with a lovely offshore breeze, perfect for our annual Celebration of the Arts.
If you are melting like an ice cream cone in a hot oven, won't you become a Bellinghamster, too?

Heralding the Arts festival a meal for our collective soul - northwest_view - bellinghamherald.com

Heralding the Arts festival a meal for our collective soul - northwest_view - bellinghamherald.com

TODAY BELLINGHAMSTERS INCLUDING US IZ HEALING OUR COLLECTIVE SOULS

THROUGH ART! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

p.s. mOM missed the Gallery First Friday Art Walk to be wid her MODdies
on MMN and us and we wuz all glad to be together, them MODZ is nutZ!!!
and makes her laugh. we lurves our MODS and MMN,
so thank you Kestra and Sacto Sylvia for all you do to make MOD dreams

come true!

Guinea Man WHA?!

Mom: I am very disappointed in almost all of you for teasing YumYum about having GuineaManBoobs because I expected us to all celebrate that, without certainty, we were at least informed they don't think he has cancer! Deeply disappointed. You know who you are.

MacNutPie: Mom, we know you are also on a nutritious diet to help regain your own strength and a renewed sense of well-being so, just outta curiosity, what did you eat yesterday to stop crying and calm down that was healthy?

Raj: SHE GOT TWO SLICES OF PIZZA!
Taj: "TO GO!" ONE FOR LUNCH AND ONE FOR DINNER, WE SEEN 'EM!
Coconut: "I thought she was eating gluten-free vegan chocolate cake with berry frosting?"
Raj & Taj: "THAT TOO! MOM YOU IZ SO BUSTED!"

Calvin: If I may...I was there when the biopsy was done on YumYum and never saw any GuineaManBoobs, he has tumors in his mammary glands and his lymph nodes and aspiration biopsies are never 100% so let's be kind, shall we?

Raj: What color came out of the mammary gland thingy they did?

Calvin: It was an unusual white, milky substance - "

Taj: Unusual for a GUINEA MAN cuz that breast milk! He..like ready to nurse! WAAAHHH!
TOO FUNNY, OMG, i just kill myself i so funny sometimes...sigh...
i iz too funny even fur me, ha-ha! ah, sigh, guinea-giggle-giggle.

Mom: STOP IT! It was NOT milk, it was fluid and they didn't even biopsy his lymph nodes
so STOP IT and be nice. He is in a lot of pain and the pharmacy is creating a special gel to
rub on his ears to relieve his pain...which, by the by, is prednisone which, by the by, has a
reputation for making patients aggressive, like The Incredible Hulk, so y'all might wanna
put a lid on it, cuz he could GET YOU AND YOU KNOW IT!"

Calvin: Mom?

Mom: Yes, dear?

Calvin: Can we watch "Iron Man" again tonight on your computer? I lurved it!

Mom: Sweetheart, I sent it back to Netflix already but we could watch the new
"Star Trek" movie, well not really new, but we haven't seen it.

Raj: Cuz William Shatner's man-boobs so big they wouldn't even let him BE IN IT!
Taj: That true. Leonard Nimoy got a cameo but not William Shatner and he got real mad.
Maybe he had a prednisone patch on his ear, too.

Calvin: Whose ear? Mr. Spock's ear? The pointy ones? He got an Incredible Hulk patch like YumYum getting?

Taj: Yeah, to fight the Klingons!

EnTIRE hErD: "Ooooooooooh."

Mom: "So, barring any extraordinary ambient downtown crime sounds and police in the building chasing criminals, tonight we will celebrate all of us and watch "Star Trek" and be happy, no more teasing, O.K. guys and  Pretty Miss Coconut?

Coconut: Mom, what did you have for breakfast?

Play time over, back into your cages for naps!

guinea-man-boobs, guinea-man-boobs, guinea-man-boobs...

Mom: STOP THAT!

Everybody but Calvin and YumYum: "We are chanting."

Mom: that is not an acceptable mantra! How about: "We love YumYum and Calvin" for a mantra,
if you insist on chanting?

Raj and Taj begin munching on hay, Coconut hides in the cardboard box house she is also consuming,
MacNutPie curls up in his cuddle cup for a nap, and Calvin fell asleep after hearing"Star Trek" movie tonight.

Mom is now free to leave the building.

WE HAZ HAPPY: I HAZN'T GOT CANCER!

WOOT! WOOT! The vet just called and the pathologist - she said - i gotz lots of (long word) cysts and tumors that guinea piggles can get -

MacNutPie: "YOU GOT MAN-BOOBS, YUM-YUM! YUM-YUM GOT MAN BOOBIES!"

{EDITOR: "MacNut, was that really necessary?"}

MacNutPie: "HE GOT MAN BOOBS! SQUEEEEEEEEEEE! MAN-CYSTIC BOOBZ!"
Entire herd bursts out laughing before racing into their pigloos for the...three, two, one, GO:

YumYum (teeth chattering/in ATTACK MODE) "Gonna get a piece of that MacNut PIE,
I iz gonna get - "

{EDITOR: "NO CANCER! NO MORE CRYING! me haZ Happy, calm down!"}

MacNutPie & YumYum: "Boy, aren't YOU ONE TO TALK, mom! Heh, heh...that wuz fun!"

So, the vet said the pathologist said two kinds of benign tumors but, of course, tests can be wrong,
but looks like all the tissue is benign. So, today is Bellingham Art Day with all the kids and peeps
gonna be making chalk art on all the downtown sidewalks and mom goin' to get her MOJO back.

And, although YumYum does have cysts in both his mammary glands and his lymph nodes, NO CANCER! Vet said she could be wrong. We sez: "That our story and we sticking to it!"

Meanwhile, for the first time, YumYum has begun both limping and falling over (his back half) due to the spondyankle thingy so we trying to get a prednisone ointment to rub on his ear since he won't drink pain medicine from a dropper.

And last night was a long, dramatic one so now it's time for COFFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Thank you all for your prayers, love, and support.

All us at PandaPigSanctuary

Don't Worry, Be Happy!

Dear Hysterical Human,

You are bringin' us down. Nobody wants to say it to ya, so I will cuz I is MacNutPie and that is why you gotta: BE HAPPY, DON'T WORRY! Everything gonna be O.K. and we all together so slap a smile back on yo'face cuz, frankly, you kinda turnin' into BuzzKill and we is happy by nature so do your yoga and meditation, or be wid yo' MODS but getz happy NOW, we doesn't want no sourpusses, might as well enjoy every moment. That why they call it "The Present!" It's a gift...
a precious gift, mom! We is still all together: Be with us and smile,
puh-LEASE ALREADY!

YumYum: "Durrr, MacNut, mom don't think and you know it!"

MacNut: "Hmmm, good point. Hey ma: "Just Do It!" Whaddya think, YumYum?

YumYum: "Good luck on that! At least you made a righteous effort.
I think coffee helps a lot, too."

MacNut: "CofFREE-FOR-ALL! SQUEEEEEEEE!"

YumYum: "It nearly 2 a.m. & we is just up late due to "ambient crime sounds" with police
and car crashes and people running around all in the courtyard tonight. We should be asleep."

MacNut: "Yeah, that was cool: CRASH! BOOM! SMASH! POLICE! NEIGHBORS RUNNING!
I lurves livin' downtown! Like in a movie but just out our window: Ka-BOOM!
And it only Friday: Squeeeee, whadda weekend it gonna be!"

YumYum: "Say 'good night, MacNutPie.'"

MacNut: "Good night, MacNutPie."

KaBOOM! ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz...........drrrrrrrrr..........drrrrrrrr.........zzzzzzz......drrrr.

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!