BEDTIME SHARING

Our favorite thing to do before bed is to wear mom out so she sleeps well! After all, we are her "therapy pigs" (since this is - HA! HA! - supposed to be a pet-free building despite all the cats, dogs, doves, parakeets, other guinea pigs SQUEE! and it's like Noah's Ark around here, so mom said we were therapy animals, yeah, that us!) and, as therapy, we runabout and play with her before bed...it's all of us being happy together at the end of the day, just being together, getting combed out, fed, chin-scrunchies, ear massages, and a good chase that leads to deep sleep! We

love how mom hides treats in our cuddle cups, tunnels, winter fairy-huts, and so we also get to play "treasure hunt" then "steal the treasure" then "steal the treasure back" and well, you get the idea! Sometimes mom falls asleep too soon...then we give her a bit o'"WHAT FOR!" in the morning, but it's all good because we have each other, and our guineaFriends, Fairy and Millie Bea. A soothing way to end the day with one another and fun.

Precious MacNutPie as a Wee Lad

Remember when I first came here? And mom named me after the macadamia nut pie that Papa and JaniePies in Sandy Eggo with help from the MODS helped send mom FedX overnight so it would arrive FRESH? And it actually took TWO WEEKS to arrive because FedX wouldn't deliver it to a P.O. Box so they gave it to UPS, who wouldn't deliver it to a P.O. box so they gave it back, or gave it to somebody, who eventually gave it to the Main Post Office who wouldn't deliver it the mom's P.O. because UPS had to do it...

So, while mom waited for her pie, she got me instead?! Well, turned out I love to eat, and - wee widdle laddie that I was at the time - simply moved into my beautiful food bowl to eat, pray, and love my food all in the same place! Why Move around when everything I needed was here in my ornamental chariot of fulfillment?

Mom eventually received her pie. And I eventually "outgrew" my food bowl. And my cage. And...
Well, let's just say it led to FAME! Not only did I become one of mom's best-selling cards to raise funds for our Sanctuary, but...well, I HAVE EVEN MORE EXCITING NEWS!

Only, we think mom hid the egg-timer and Raj wants to tell his news first and all I want is for mom to feed us and comb me out and show me The Love because CocoNutPie has been a little bossy today...

(but I have news, big, big, news...and PapaPie and MamaPie, we love you! Oh, and mom said the pie WAS delicious! Only now they have flights direct from Bellingham to Hawaii, so she asked next time if she could just pick it up herself?)

I love you all, whoever you are!

YourFavourite,
MacNutPie

EDITOR: "Sweet heart, we don't really have favorites around here, we love you all, darling!"
"Darling, Schmarling, I reign and you know it, mom!"
"Fair enough, tonight a nice comb-out and special, special treat: fresh, organic pomegranate!"
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

MOM! TELL FAIRY, TELL FAIRY, TELL HER, TELL HER, TELL HER!

Raj Mahal, of masked-face and bi-colored, lower-lip-fame
has some LOVERLY news for Fairy!
"Pip-Pip, tell her, tell her, mom, TELL HER!"

"WHAT?" you ask. "DON'T WE MEAN YUM-YUM?"
Of course we do...not...exactly...do...donut!

"SQUEEEEEEEEEE!"
MacNutPie, you have BIG NEWS, TOO?
OOOOH, OOOOOH, FUN!
WELL, LOOKS LIKE IT ISN'T
TAKING AN EGG-TIMER TO
TELL US MOM'S GONE OFF
THE END OF IT,
SO BYE-BYE, AND SNUGGLES
AND FOND WISHES
TO FAIRY...
FROM...
Ah! And THAT, dear friends,
is the mystery now!

ARTISANS IN THE NEWS!

Local talents on display at Artisans - Grow Northwest

READ WHAT MOM ISN'T IN (so it's safe!)

Rick asked mom to come in when the photographer was

doing something or the interviewer was eating chocolate

or something but she was late, as usual...unaware that

her 15 minutes of fame had been spent day-dreaming

beneath the chill of an ice pack...Rick chastised her for

being late until she reminded him soberly and with a

straight face: "I know your secrets!" Rick inched away,

slinking far from sight.

This is the article and we are pretty sure that is the card

rack belonging to the two incredibly talented brothers

mom got "seated with" at the last First Friday Art Walk

where she learned "CupFacing" from their blinky-sneakered

little sister.

But she missed big Chocolate Hoo-Hah last night, sleeping

20 HOURS! Which gave her the energy to take her walker

out for muffins...just in case the snows came harder than

predicted (or, at all, for that matter...the real storms only

come when NOT predicted!)

Anyway, we apologize, as we have quite a lot of catching up

to do in the categories (choose ONE)

1. FAIRY MAKES HER OWN CHOICES! (and it ain't YumYum!)

2.FAIRY'S NEW CHOICE BLUSHES, and chooses a far more

gentlemanly way of wooing her, Q & A Style, as if meeting, for

the first time, over tea and mousies, and locking eyes, no matter

that Fairy is blind, for her heart is Not!

3.Something really good happened to mom...what was that?

OH RIGHT! She WOKE UP ALREADY! Wasn't the most

productive week, glad she bought our supplies in bulk for these

"just in case" events.

4.We are now on a 5-minute, broken egg-timer computer schedule

since mom couldn't tolerate a higher dose of the migraine preventive

medication...and our posts must be condensed.

5.THAT THE FUNNIEST THING WE EVER HEARD!

BYE-BYE FOR NOW! SENDING FAIRY DUST ACROSS THE POND

SO IF LOVE-SPRINKLES FALL IN YOUR HAIR...DON'T COMB THEM OUT!

P.S. BIG NEWS FROM GUINEA PIG MAGAZINE...COMING SOON!

The Sleep of Innocence

Mom and Raj are both asleep. Only Raj has his own double-cuddle-cup-tunnel while mom has...less. But at least she sleeps with her eyes closed!
He wore himself out. Taj has launched an exhaustive INVESTIGATIVE REPORT into  "HOW GOOD PIGS GO BAD!"

Taj's Tragic Tale

This is the story of how I was banished by my very own brother from my very own Holiday Hut and how much he takes after YumYum, the delusional Pirate of Love and Ill Repute! I will accept organic romaine lettuce embellished with bright red, yellow, and orange bell peppers stuffed with carrot tops and pomegranate seeds. As compensation for my suffering.

Thank you very much...

One day there was a Magic Slipper worn by a beautiful princess...(O.K. it belonged to mom, but I ain't got that much to work with here...) Besides she reads these posts and there really is one fine-looking pomegranate just waiting -
But, I digress.

Super Slipper Supper!

Hmmm, this has possibilities...especially since it is attached and I wouldn't have to toss it...hmmm.

Raj, up to no good again? Whaddya doing with mom's slipper?
RAJ, SHE STILL IN IT! YOU ARE BEING SILLY.

Taj, it's a "toss up" (hee-hee: "toss-up!) between the mini-hay-bale and the slipper...whaddya think?

Hmmm...now that does look like some EPIC CHEWY FUN!

Then we are AGREED! SLIPPER IT SHALL BE! Mom won't even notice...

Taj, you should have joined me! My first Slipper-Supper and I had to eat all alone...you were worried about mom, weren't you? Just for that, you coward, I will take my place in the Holiday Hut seein' how you have already warmed it up for me and I know you won't mind.
And you know I won't mind even if you do mind.



Ahhhh...now all I need is a spot of chamomile tea, one carrot crumpet, and a cucumber sandwich without the bread!
Life is good when you are Raj Mahal!

MMmm...

MMMmmm, nom-nom-nom!

HayToss ABSTRACTED

Have you any idea how hard it is having an artist for a mom?
See, I think this shows my good side.

But she reading all about Expressionism as being the
first real, Western style of painting that used animals to illustrate and illuminate Spirituality in nature. She loves Franz Marc's paintings of cows and horses. So, during the Hay Toss, she found this image closer to Spiritual Expressionism than my formal portraits. Personally...
I feel objectified.
So many fancy words and so little meaning...
now I understand why some of mom's "companions" did NOT enjoy gallery galas!
They speak GobbleDeeGoop!
With all due respect to artists, of course.
~)not really(~
See how easy it is to be weird and call it a fancy name?
What would you call my new performance piece:
~)not really(~
?
PLEASE VALIDATE ME BY PARTICIPATING IN THE POLL (UP TOP ON THE RIGHT.)
THANK YOU!

AAARRRRGGGGH!

WHILE it is true that YumYum bears a striking resemblence to Johnny Depp in this photograph, be not deceived: It is one of the illusions pulled straight from the dubloon-bag of YumYum's arsenal of wooing! Mom is contacting "a person of note" to have YumYum's hat re-sized, because the sparkle in his eye can be seen (when not hidden by hat) Across the Pond straight into FairyLand!

During an exclusive interview last year, Johnny Depp revealed for the first time, that if he was a guinea pig, he would be YumYum! Personally, we still love him from "Benny and Joon" and would walk 10,000 miles to see it again!

Thank goodness for NETFLIX!

Millicent Beatrice

Millie Bea, so your mom has been out shopping for you, buying you even more snuggly cuddle cups and tunnels and flowers and now we see you are wearing a CROWN with DOVES? Could you be in love?

Either way, what a lovely life you have now with your mom who rescued you and has completely spoiled you
(WAY TO GO, MILLIE BEA, YOU GOT HER RIGHT WHERE WE WANTS 'EM, EH?)
and we just wanted to pop by for a spot of tea but mom says we gonna have a storm so she taking her 4-wheeled walker to get us plenty of good salad treats and piggie-spoiling items sure to please, even if we are all stuck inside.

When are we NOT stuck inside?

Have we ever been OUTSIDE?

That the beauty of brain-damage! Mom ain't got NO idea what she doing, thinks we roam free through
sumptuous hay-flower gardens surrounding her majestic summer villa in Italy, so she endeavors ceaselessy to make up for our "winter incarceration" overcompensating us with GuineaSpoiling!
We are so NOT taking advantage of her disAbilities, we are mere exploiting them and can't wait to see what she brings home! It's a fine art we have refined, the exploitation of Mom's Confoozion.

Milicent Beatrice...you look quite fetching -

"YUM-YUM, GIVE IT A REST!" shouts the herd, rolling their eyes, tossing hay bales into the sky!

The herd is merely jealous...ta-ta and please keep this between us as my little Fairy mustn't see this.
Nor you see her. Or -

"YUM-YUM, YOU SHAMELESS DON JUAN DE MARCO, GIVE IT A REST!"



Only 50 Miles East o'Here...EDEN!

WHO KNOWS WHERE WE HID MOM'S SNOWSHOES LAST YEAR?

No, we did not nibble them.


Or taste, chew, slice, dice, explore, pee, poo, or in any way - 


WHO KNOWS WHERE WE HID MOM'S SNOWSHOES LAST YEAR?