YumYum Gets SCRUNCHIED!

YumYum loves his new snow-flake hut
in GuineaElfVillage!
And now mom has finally found THE
SCRUNCHY-SPOT after years of
chin scrunchies she never got
his lower lip to just fall down
in blissful relaxation,
exposing his Chompers...

Oh, no, that isn't to say we haven't
seen his chompers BEFORE, it's just
that this time they aren't stuck
IN SOME THING
OR
SOMEONE...
So our appraisal of SnowFlake apres ski Hut
in GuineaElfVillage is a resounding
OMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmm..........

OH, ONCE THERE WAS A BARN OWL...AND MOLLY WAS HER NAME

Molly the Owl perched atop her shelf at the only retail bookstore carrying her, far as we know: Village Books in Bellingham, WA. Eric sent a box of books and a million magic feather bookmarks...
all of which are nearly gone! She was a hit with the nature-loving avid, caffeinated readers of the Pacific Northwest...and the Magic Feather bookmarks  flew out the door!

Molly had a way about her: everywhere she flew, MODS around the world threw Cyber- Pajama Parties each cozy in our flannel owl p.j.'s replete with GOODIES GALORE!

And Molly taught us that being an "ordinary barn owl"
was something to celebrate...and we MODS discovered
just how extraordinary she really is and we are hoping
for another clutch in 2012, be still our beating hearts.
Your MODS have kept the faith, Molly!

Props to Eric Blehm and Chris Adams for this
beautiful, true story, and Molly, there never
really was anything ordinary about you!

        You were just being modest, weren't you?

We dreams of Owls Flying...
on Thanksgiving, dropping thanks to those who
have been and continue to give you to loved ones
and villagers around the world!
(See Eric Blehm's FACEBOOK about Molly's international
travels to orphanages in Africa and around the world
where copies are being donated to children
falling as much in love with her as we have.)

Good Night. Sleep Tight.

ThanksPigginPig

Our dear friend south o'here, mk_wa sent us the most perfect picture to capture the spirit of our Pilgrim Pigs about to embark on a New Voyage of Discovery! None of knows what it is yet, but it seems to involve a long-distance romance between our Mask-faced, long-tail-feathered Raj Mahal and a certain Brit named Fairy...the Vicar of Dibley and Winnie the Pooh are also involved, as is Fairy cake-baking, inventing, and an entire host of FairyDusted lovely endeavors leading up to the OlympiGs in London in 2012!

Considering we (sort of, in part, at least kind of) hosted the 2010 WINTER Olympigs in Vancouver, B. C. we are veterans and are here to avail our knowledge of OlympiG Competitions with our Fairy.

(And mum's eyes closed a long time ago.)

Happy Thanksgiving. Why? Because we have every single one of you in our lives!
MIRACLE OF MIRACLE! PapaPie, Gizmomma, so many... it's been a year of
challenges, trials and unimaginable tribble-ations yet here we still are: ALIVE!

Thanks, mk, for such a great pic. Don't blow'way like we are up on the border, dear, and
smooches to 4PAWS. Thank all of you for understanding our limited time online until mom better.

Love,
WHO DO YA THINK AFTER ALL THESE YEARS, HUH?
TAKE A WILD GUESS?
OH, YOU'RE NOT SURE?
REALLY?

"Yum-Yum, dear, was there rum in your fruit cake, sweetheart?"

"no,er, no. good-night, mom, it's just your headache, we love you."

"You're still my boy, Yum-Yum, please wish everyone our love."

"mom, you know we will, you just lie down now, yes, and get that
ice pack just right, oh there you go, mom, you'll feel better in NO TIME!"

"sweet dreams then, piggies."

"nighty-night, mom."

YUM-YUM:
"O.K. WHO SNITCHED ABOUT THE
RUM IN THE FRUIT CAKE?!
GONNA GETCHA, GONNA GETCHA GOOD!"

WHO NEEDS A PUPPIE? (hee-hee)

We of the Guinea Pig Nation
have hereby herewith
chosen to use our
5 Minutes
Bequeathed Upon Us
By The Royal Egg-Timer
to Inform the Public
That these boxer Puppies
are for sale...
And ConniEEE
misses her precious SHORTS
yet is not convinced
that the dark-muzzled puppy
all warm and floppy and
waiting for his special forever home
with Connie...
should have his dream come true.
We respect that. We can't adopt
every single guinea pig in need
of a forever home.
We simply wish we could.
Just like the puppy wishes
he could.
But, let's get practical because,
if love is ANYTHING,
it's practical!
Not impulsive.
Uh-UH!

Listen, we only report the news.
We are NOT an advice column!
The "comments column"
is for THAT!

LOVE YOU, CONNIEEEEEEE...
what did you name him?
OH, RIGHT, HE'S NOT YOURS TO NAME.
yet, yet, not yet, but he could be, he really could be, perhaps he should be, perhaps he will be, whada we know?
DEAR READERS,
WHAT SAY YE?!

MUM'S THE WORD!

{Photo of Fairy courtesy of her people. Who we
just may have, once again, forgotten to ask permission to use.
In a slightly altered form...We BAD: so better get to copyRighting our wrongs!
 Ta-Ta!}

Sometimes, when mom goes missing

as she does with her migraines,

we get bored.

So, we like to play with her computer.
And one of our favorite blogs is one 
you simply
MUST ENJOY WITH US!
www.fairymagic.me
because there's nothing like
a little magic
when you love a little fairy!
(please press link under
My Blog List to the right!)

Mom's Brain...on Migraines

You know how it feels when something in the wiring

goes terribly wrong and you don't get to land on the moon

after all?

We don't. But mom not feeling good.

She feels how this looks.

We'll be back soon, that's a promise!

(After all, Houston got Apollo 13 back!)

Just got kinda dicey for awhile there...you know?

We have news, though, BIG NEWS...so, later!

OOPSIE!

HAPPY 28th ANNIVERSARY, MOUNTAIN DEMONSTRATORS!

First, for the sake of her family, BFF Susan is the paragon of virtue.

However, things rapidly deteriorate once she getZ her BuZZ ON!
(Not to mention the family! OMG! Just look at them!)

Finally, the Real Deal: when preparing for the High Country:
THIS IS HOW SHE DO IT!
If you are a mountaineering piggie,
you know that much is made of learning survival skillswhen out in the backcountry.

Things such as avalanches, falling into tree-wells, getting lost in a white-out, getting lost because you're with a guy who refuses to ask for directions,
getting lost because although he brought a compass...he never learned to use it,
beyond saying: "Well, it works! Look, everytime I move it, the red thing points in the same direction." Getting lost because the same guy raced up the mountain ahead of you in his crampons,
with no ice axe to arrest a fall, you don't have a clue where he is, dusk is rapidly falling as the pinkish alpenglow fades,
and he was too damn cheap to buy walkie-talkies, so you are already planning to return those
crampons to the store and never, ever
letting him have another pair!
And he's real lucky nobody 
got an ice axe!

Not that any of those things have
EVER HAPPENED
TO MOM.
Although she now lives alone, with us...hmmm?


The snows have come early, our ski lodge is open, and this post is about mountain preparedness.

EDITOR: "LESSON #1: ditch the guy!"

Mom, not always about you...
(mom: yes, it is.)

MT. BAKER IS NOW OPEN FOR BIZNESS!

MOUNTAIN PREPAREDNESS 101:
IT'S ABOUT THE COFFEE!
THANKS TO BFF Susan, David, and Ami
for their Backcountry-Demonstration-Preparedness
demonstration-demonstration skills! (slu*&&^rp)
David, in real life, was a climbing instructor
up in Alaska and one of the original
founders of Marmot Mountain Works.
Susan met him at a mountaineering class.
(Actually, they met twice in their lives,
on two separate occasions in two different
places with entirely different people
around them, it's quite the
"Meant To Be" love story!)

But Lesson #1 is LESSON #1:
YOU ARE ONLY AS SAFE AS
YOU ARE CAFFEINATED!
Otherwise, you are simply a blob, like you see below,
in your stylish ski togs...
a blob.

TAJ MAHAL DECLARES...

"I have nothing to declare except my genius."

      ~ Oscar Wilde

On behalf of Taj Mahal, and his bi-colored lower lip,
featured in this month's issue of Guinea Pig Magazine.

You may refer to Taj informally as "Chocolate SwirlyFudgeBoy"

Pomegranate Haz-Mat Suits

Ye flavorful, exotic fruit.
Thy colors strange, thy berries cute!
You're sometimes sour, sometimes sweet;
Pomegranates stain our feet!
Now we don our special suits
To keep from staining feetz with fruits.


"The Pomegranate"
~  from "Ruminations on Fruit: Vol. 1"
by Calvin the Small

FOR OUR FRIEND, CONNIE with E...

We found out that today, November 19th, marks
the One Year passing of Shorts who journeyed to
the Rainbow Bridge where he eagerly awaits his
mom and all his friends.

Connie, we love you and we love Shorts and
this is as close to a cyber-hug we we can get...
And we know all of your friends, MOD and non-MOD
(we don't discriminate here) are sending you both
lots of love and more cyber-hugs, knowing we will
all see Shorts when we get to the Rainbow Bridge
where those who we miss so dearly will be with him to greet US!

TONIGHT, NOVEMBER 19, 2011, IS A SPECIAL MEMORIAL FOR YOU AND SHORTS, ALL
THE WHIMSICAL THINGS HE DID TO MAKE
YOU LAUGH, AND THE MEMORIES YOU
BOTH CREATED TOGETHER.

WE LOVE YOU.