OLYMPIgIANS!
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Panda's First Smile
PandaPig's First Smile!
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Recall Of Land O’Lakes Animal Food Expanded Again
Recall Of Land O’Lakes Animal Food Expanded Again
Please make sure you are not feeding this to
ANY OF YOUR animal companions: it is deadly.
Please make sure you are not feeding this to
ANY OF YOUR animal companions: it is deadly.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
DO ANIMALS HAVE EMOTIONS?
Who remembers the day PandaPig came
into our lives? I had gone to the farm store
to get cat litter for Chai. This was back when
we still lived out on the Wildlife Refuge,
just Chai the Bengal Cat and me.
At dusk, he and I would walk to where
deer brought their fawns to graze. The
fawns were so curious they would wander
over to Chai (in his harness and leash) and
he would roll over on his back in the dusky grass
so they could safely sniff his belly and not be afraid
...this was his submissive "I'll let you touch
me and you won't get hurt & by the way you long-legged
things with spots like me, what kind of cats are YOU?"
position. We both got ecstatic meeting wildlife on our walks.
Back when there were walks, before the "head-falls."
into our lives? I had gone to the farm store
to get cat litter for Chai. This was back when
we still lived out on the Wildlife Refuge,
just Chai the Bengal Cat and me.
At dusk, he and I would walk to where
deer brought their fawns to graze. The
fawns were so curious they would wander
over to Chai (in his harness and leash) and
he would roll over on his back in the dusky grass
so they could safely sniff his belly and not be afraid
...this was his submissive "I'll let you touch
me and you won't get hurt & by the way you long-legged
things with spots like me, what kind of cats are YOU?"
position. We both got ecstatic meeting wildlife on our walks.
Back when there were walks, before the "head-falls."
One day Chai needed kitty supplies and sent me
on a mission to get him everything on his list.
Sitting on the floor of the Farm Store downtown
was a cage containing the most pathetic looking,
unkempt, fur-gone-rasta, lonely, sad, guinea pig.
Someone had simply walked in and dumped him
(in his cage) on their floor: wanted no more!
(and make no mistake, he knew it, too.)
Perhaps he had once been a child's pet and the child
had lost interest. Perhaps worse. You never
know with rescue animals...sometimes it's
better that way.
on a mission to get him everything on his list.
Sitting on the floor of the Farm Store downtown
was a cage containing the most pathetic looking,
unkempt, fur-gone-rasta, lonely, sad, guinea pig.
Someone had simply walked in and dumped him
(in his cage) on their floor: wanted no more!
(and make no mistake, he knew it, too.)
Perhaps he had once been a child's pet and the child
had lost interest. Perhaps worse. You never
know with rescue animals...sometimes it's
better that way.
Chai was not only left at the Humane Society in Bellevue,
just east of Seattle, his owner (a DOCTOR!) even signed
forms allowing him to be euthenized! He was only two
years old, a purebred Bengal, but bred WAY TOO CLOSE
to the original Asian Leopard Cat to qualify as "domesticated,
pet quality." Those are C4's, bred FOUR GENERATIONS
OFF the original Asian Leopard Cat. Chai could be a C1
or a C2, he was too wild, bred purely for beauty and
prestige, to impress an egotistical person's desire to own
an exotic animal the people she invited into her home would
admire, and admire her for owning such a precious thing.
(And obviously, she knew NOTHING ABOUT BENGALS!)
just east of Seattle, his owner (a DOCTOR!) even signed
forms allowing him to be euthenized! He was only two
years old, a purebred Bengal, but bred WAY TOO CLOSE
to the original Asian Leopard Cat to qualify as "domesticated,
pet quality." Those are C4's, bred FOUR GENERATIONS
OFF the original Asian Leopard Cat. Chai could be a C1
or a C2, he was too wild, bred purely for beauty and
prestige, to impress an egotistical person's desire to own
an exotic animal the people she invited into her home would
admire, and admire her for owning such a precious thing.
(And obviously, she knew NOTHING ABOUT BENGALS!)
We adopted him. He lived alone until the day
I came home with more than his food and litter.
It was love at first sight.
I came home with more than his food and litter.
It was love at first sight.
Chai became deathly ill one summer. He frequently
became deathly ill, as a matter of fact. And when he
lost his kitty friend, he starved himself nearly to death,
although he did manage to pull out, chew, and swallow
the $$$ feeding tube the vet had inserted in him to
keep him alive. He needed companionship.
When I brought home this dear guinea pig, Chai took
it upon himself to personally befriend, love, cherish,
and care for him as if he was Chai's own kitten.
became deathly ill, as a matter of fact. And when he
lost his kitty friend, he starved himself nearly to death,
although he did manage to pull out, chew, and swallow
the $$$ feeding tube the vet had inserted in him to
keep him alive. He needed companionship.
When I brought home this dear guinea pig, Chai took
it upon himself to personally befriend, love, cherish,
and care for him as if he was Chai's own kitten.
Why doesn't the text match the photos? Well, because
it turns out those we "Rescue" really RESCUE US!
Please look over these photographs and you will see an
amazing true story unfold: when Chai became ill, PandaPig
would nudge him with his nose to get him to move.
PandaPig cuddled him, encouraging Chai;
loving him while uninhibitedly offering
this exotic feline predator all this guinea-pig had within
him to give: unconditional support, friendship, and loyal companionship...
Probably things PandaPig never had himself before now.
it turns out those we "Rescue" really RESCUE US!
Please look over these photographs and you will see an
amazing true story unfold: when Chai became ill, PandaPig
would nudge him with his nose to get him to move.
PandaPig cuddled him, encouraging Chai;
loving him while uninhibitedly offering
this exotic feline predator all this guinea-pig had within
him to give: unconditional support, friendship, and loyal companionship...
Probably things PandaPig never had himself before now.
PandaPig knew before I did that Chai was ill.
And that it was serious. He communicated
this to me and we ended up all going down
to a specialized animal hospital in Seattle...
Good thing, too, because we also had an
extraordinary HEAT WAVE and nobody
up here has Air Conditioning so many animals
had heat stroke and at least we could take
ours to this fabulous hospital.
In fact, our next-door neighbor, a woman only
somewhat older than me who was wheelchair-bound
actually died due to the heat, not one of her children
(who lived in the area) checking on her until it was
too late...what a shock it was to return home
safely, all of us, only to learn we had lost her
saving our animals while her children had not
been able to save her.
And that it was serious. He communicated
this to me and we ended up all going down
to a specialized animal hospital in Seattle...
Good thing, too, because we also had an
extraordinary HEAT WAVE and nobody
up here has Air Conditioning so many animals
had heat stroke and at least we could take
ours to this fabulous hospital.
In fact, our next-door neighbor, a woman only
somewhat older than me who was wheelchair-bound
actually died due to the heat, not one of her children
(who lived in the area) checking on her until it was
too late...what a shock it was to return home
safely, all of us, only to learn we had lost her
saving our animals while her children had not
been able to save her.
Chai's bandage is from his I.V.
But he stuck with PandaPig, not me...
And, when he finally regained his strength,
what did PandaPig do to this potentially
deadly predator?
But he stuck with PandaPig, not me...
And, when he finally regained his strength,
what did PandaPig do to this potentially
deadly predator?
Follow him and pull his tail to tease him!
When Chai had his "bad spells" PandaPig stayed right
there by his side where they had little talks,
gossiping about their crazy mama and how
lucky she was to have them, even though she
already knew...
there by his side where they had little talks,
gossiping about their crazy mama and how
lucky she was to have them, even though she
already knew...
They loved their talks.
Until one early October day, walking Chai on the wooden
plank boardwalk surrounding where we lived, a walkway
that had not been maintained for thirty years and was covered
by Pacific Northwest moss that was covered by October leaves
that was covered by rain: on a treacherous spot where the boardwalk slants down, I slipped...Chai stayed by my side.
People came. It was serious. I had fallen right on my head.
And gotten up immediately, the worst thing you can do after a concussion followed by even brief unconsciousness.
Six weeks later in Seattle, the same exact thing happened at my
doctor's office on her concrete floor covered only by thin carpet...
This fall on the exact same place of my head was a game-changer:
Chai had to eventually move back down to Seattle and live with Edwin and Sami (his spicy tortie girl-friend)
because he couldn't be walked anymore. Or visit fawns.
PandaPig missed him so much that one day
he received a BIG SURPRISE named Yum-Yum!
AND THE REST IS HISTORY AND YUM-YUM
IS STILL WITH US IN ALL HIS GLORY!
Do animals have emotions?
Just look at these two. It's why I am a vegetarian.
They have spiritual dimensions and the capability
to love, forgive, forget, and take chances on trusting
another human despite horrific treatment in their past...
How many of us are that angelic?
OH, PIGGIES, I KNOW, I KNOW! NOT ME,
SHHhhhhhh now, and I'll bring you a midnight snack!
love,
us
plank boardwalk surrounding where we lived, a walkway
that had not been maintained for thirty years and was covered
by Pacific Northwest moss that was covered by October leaves
that was covered by rain: on a treacherous spot where the boardwalk slants down, I slipped...Chai stayed by my side.
People came. It was serious. I had fallen right on my head.
And gotten up immediately, the worst thing you can do after a concussion followed by even brief unconsciousness.
Six weeks later in Seattle, the same exact thing happened at my
doctor's office on her concrete floor covered only by thin carpet...
This fall on the exact same place of my head was a game-changer:
Chai had to eventually move back down to Seattle and live with Edwin and Sami (his spicy tortie girl-friend)
because he couldn't be walked anymore. Or visit fawns.
PandaPig missed him so much that one day
he received a BIG SURPRISE named Yum-Yum!
AND THE REST IS HISTORY AND YUM-YUM
IS STILL WITH US IN ALL HIS GLORY!
Do animals have emotions?
Just look at these two. It's why I am a vegetarian.
They have spiritual dimensions and the capability
to love, forgive, forget, and take chances on trusting
another human despite horrific treatment in their past...
How many of us are that angelic?
OH, PIGGIES, I KNOW, I KNOW! NOT ME,
SHHhhhhhh now, and I'll bring you a midnight snack!
love,
us
JAMES BOND STARS IN NEW FILM: "Hunt for The Guinea Pig Lady"
"I've got to find her. She's in trouble, I know it, and I've got to find her...she has the hay.And...and...I LOVE HER!"*
(see next post, hee-hee!)
"THE GUINEA PIG LADY"
Our dear friend from India inspired mom
to get us our favorite "special dessert hay" full
of dried dandelion flowers and other yummies
so she packed up "her car" and off to the Farm
Store where she actually returned without any
new rescue piggies for once!!! Yeah! No sad
piggies were there. More hay for us!
Our special hay is in the blue bag and the other
thing is a $3 cardboard thing with drawers for
art supplies since we are "getting organized"
HA! HA! HA!
Right.
Mom is known by First Responders as
"The Guinea Pig Lady" from when the walker falls into a pothole in an intersection, throwing mom and our hay everywhere, and when the ambulance comes (last time they were just a block from home because the farm store is just three blocks away downtown) Mom "comes to" hollering: "WHERE'S THE HAY? WHERE'S THE HAY? PLEASE JUST TAKE ME HOME! MY GUINEA PIGS NEED THEIR HAY? IS THE HAY HERE? WHERE'S MY HAY? PLEASE JUST...WHY ARE YOU TAKING ME TO THE HOSPITAL WHEN MY GUINEA PIGS NEED THEIR HAY? WHERE IS IT? MY HAY, MY HAY!"
And she wonders why they insist on taking her to the hospital!!!
(but they take her hay, yes they do!)
love,
YumYum, Vinny-Guinea, Bhindi, and Peter-Peanut
to get us our favorite "special dessert hay" full
of dried dandelion flowers and other yummies
so she packed up "her car" and off to the Farm
Store where she actually returned without any
new rescue piggies for once!!! Yeah! No sad
piggies were there. More hay for us!
Our special hay is in the blue bag and the other
thing is a $3 cardboard thing with drawers for
art supplies since we are "getting organized"
HA! HA! HA!
Right.
Mom is known by First Responders as
"The Guinea Pig Lady" from when the walker falls into a pothole in an intersection, throwing mom and our hay everywhere, and when the ambulance comes (last time they were just a block from home because the farm store is just three blocks away downtown) Mom "comes to" hollering: "WHERE'S THE HAY? WHERE'S THE HAY? PLEASE JUST TAKE ME HOME! MY GUINEA PIGS NEED THEIR HAY? IS THE HAY HERE? WHERE'S MY HAY? PLEASE JUST...WHY ARE YOU TAKING ME TO THE HOSPITAL WHEN MY GUINEA PIGS NEED THEIR HAY? WHERE IS IT? MY HAY, MY HAY!"
And she wonders why they insist on taking her to the hospital!!!
(but they take her hay, yes they do!)
love,
YumYum, Vinny-Guinea, Bhindi, and Peter-Peanut
Monday, July 23, 2012
IAN AND ANITA GO FAIRY, FAIRY CRAZY on "THE OTHER SIDE O'THE POND!"
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| OH MY GOODNESS! IT'S IAN'S BIRTHDAY! THEY'VE GONE TO THE BEACH! FAIRY HAS TAUGHT THEM BOTH THAT HAPPINESS IS THE SECRET TO POPCORNING! Oh sorry, Pip-Pip, HAPPINESS AND GUINEA PIG LOVE! (AND TRAINING FOR THE OLYMPIGZ, 2012!!!) COMING TO A COUNTRY NEAR...OOPS, COMING TO YOU!!! WHEEEEEEEK! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOMORROW, IAN, WE LOVE YOU! ****tra-ta, tra-la, Spiggety-Splash**** we're HAPPILY SMISHY-SMASHED! |
...now you didn't hear it HERE, but with
a little glass of sherry, you, too, could enjoy -
They Call It "Stormy Monday"
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| Wanna know where all the action really takes place on RUNABOUTS?* OH, Sure, there is plenty of NO! NO! Not at all, we're giving completely the wrong impression! ACTUALLY AND THIS IS TRUE, guinea pigs also enjoy small, tight, hidden cubbies to hide, explore, chew errant computer cords & hoard the goodies they find hidden in secret Runabout places so urban density is just the ticket! Prime real estate. Second floor condo. Alone at last, exhausted Bhindi can finally snooze off his earlier wild-chasing of Peter-Peanut; the younger, nimbler Peter outrunning and exhausting him. Yes, asleep here in my condo, Bhindi dreams: Now this is the life, his very own private loft atop their fried scramble of COLORFUL plush, wood, and cardboard Mayhem known as THE-FUNTASTIC- CHASE & SQUEEZE - IN & OUT House! Sweet dreams, Bhindi. We love you. *all plush cuddle cups, hut, and the Giant Carrot manufactured by Jen of Jen's Custom Crafts, who supports our efforts to love every guinea pig who arrives to a warm, luxurious welcome here at Panda Pig's Sanctuary. Thank you, Jen, you totally ROCK OUR WORLD! |
Friday, July 20, 2012
Wow! Look what who we received today
from our subscription to Guinea Pig Daily!
Meet "Marsu." COOL.
You can receive daily pig-pics, too, just PRESS
right where it says "The Guinea Pig Daily"
on "My Blog List!"
SERIOUSLY.
ARE YOU NOT SEEINGTHIS HIM?
SUBSCRIBE TODAY!
Flickr pic courtesy of TmeemT.
A bit o'cute to start your day off right.
Thanks, Marsu! You ROCK!
from our subscription to Guinea Pig Daily!
Meet "Marsu." COOL.
You can receive daily pig-pics, too, just PRESS
right where it says "The Guinea Pig Daily"
on "My Blog List!"
SERIOUSLY.
ARE YOU NOT SEEING
SUBSCRIBE TODAY!
Flickr pic courtesy of TmeemT.
A bit o'cute to start your day off right.
Thanks, Marsu! You ROCK!
WELCOME OUR RUSSIAN FRIENDS!
FIRST TEST OF ICE IN SOCHI!
Dear Russian brothers and sisters,
We have noticed many of you read our
blog and want to extend a personal
HELLO! We guinea pigs don't know
how to write Russian so we hope you
will accept the love as we feature
a photograph of the FIRST TEST OF
YOUR FIGURE SKATING AND
SHORT TRACK SPEEDSKATING
ICE IN SOCHI! Looks good to us!
Edwin spent his time at the Vancouver
2010 Olympics with members of your team
and if you go back far enough on our blog
you may even recognize some of your friends!
We have noticed many of you read our
blog and want to extend a personal
HELLO! We guinea pigs don't know
how to write Russian so we hope you
will accept the love as we feature
a photograph of the FIRST TEST OF
YOUR FIGURE SKATING AND
SHORT TRACK SPEEDSKATING
ICE IN SOCHI! Looks good to us!
Edwin spent his time at the Vancouver
2010 Olympics with members of your team
and if you go back far enough on our blog
you may even recognize some of your friends!
BACK TO THE OLYMPICS or "MOM'S EPIC FAIL!"
With the Olympics coming up (summer, winter, who cares?) Mom has - from her bed - become smitten and feverish for some "JUST DO IT!" - style skatin' time on the Ice!
She and Edwin had been speedskating before anyone in the world even knew, much less cared about the obscure sport, but thanks to American Gold Medalist Apolo Anton Ohno and his EPIC CRASH (wasn't his fault, tho!) during the 2002 Winter Olympics in Salt Lake City, short-track speedskating rapidly gained popularity for its resemblance to Human NASCAR racing...following this crash, a bloodied, tattered, battered Apolo dragged himself across the finish line to claim Silver while an Australian that Edwin met and hung out with in Vancouver 2010 (who was SO far behind the pack that he missed the crash entirely) quietly glided to a Gold Medal he knew never really belonged to him. Well, Apolo got Silver, the Koreans issued death threats (even though they caused the crash from #1 position) and the world fell madly in love with short-track speedskating!
Mom and Edwin's skating coach drove feverishly with no tickets from Bellingham to Salt Lake City to watch and next thing they knew, mom and Edwin were participating in a famous sport!
{TO ENJOY MORE, THEY JUST STARTED UP A U.S. SPEEDSKATING BLOG LISTED TO YOUR RIGHT,
APTLY TITLED "SKATE LEFT"...JUST CHECK BLOGS WE FOLLOW FOR MORE CHILLS, THRILLS, & SPILLS AS THE ATHLETES BEGIN TRAINING FOR THE 2014 WINTER GAMES IN SIBERIA!}
This morning mom pulled out (not her skates, too sick today) but she did pull out Apolo's autobiography given to her by Edwin, entitled Zero Regrets. (They've hung out together a bit, too, Apolo being from Seattle, but that's another story.)
Mom opened her book for inspiration to keep from feeling kinda down and read the inscription by Apolo to her, SQUEEEEE! which is really cool, before her eyes moved down to the inscription written to her from Edwin, in green (because Edwin thinks he's a leprechaun or something):
TO MY CHANA
FOR PUTTING THE WORD
"SLOW IN SPEEDSKATING!"
YOU TRULY DESERVE THIS BOOK.
~EDWIN
(WHEEEEEK!)
Mom opened her book for inspiration to keep from feeling kinda down and read the inscription by Apolo to her, SQUEEEEE! which is really cool, before her eyes moved down to the inscription written to her from Edwin, in green (because Edwin thinks he's a leprechaun or something):
TO MY CHANA
FOR PUTTING THE WORD
"SLOW IN SPEEDSKATING!"
YOU TRULY DESERVE THIS BOOK.
~EDWIN
(WHEEEEEK!)
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Ear Nibbles?!
For months, we have been listening to a mysterious sound emanating from Bhindi and Peter-Peanut's cage, haven't we, mom?Why, yes we have, Yum-Yum,
most mysterious, indeed!
What could it be? I get
foggy-brained just
wondering about it.
Nibbles gives me Giggles,
Not to mention hair-muss-upz!
Well, mom, TAKE A LOOK AT THIS!
What is it, Yum-Yum?
Mom, it's EAR-NIBBLIN',
PIRATE~STYLE!
AND I, Yum-Yum, have evidence to
back up my claim to the Prize for
solving the mystery. See, whenever
Bhindi and Peter Peanut eat breakfast...
Watch them act all nicey-nicey, and
particularly take note of Bhindi's
"look of innocence."
HA! FAR FROM IT!
He's moving in for the
BIG EAR-NIBBLE!
Well, ain't that the bees knees?! How'd
ya crack their little secret?
MOM! You think I was born yesterday?
I TAUGHT IT TO THEM!
Oh, right, right.
Haven't you noticed the same thing, mom,
that when you go in to give scritchy-scratches
to one, the other one rushes in and next thing
ya know there's a little squeal and a jump?
Yeah, guess I never thought of it that way
but they both DO want to be scritchy-scratched
at the exact same time and I've only got two
hands and I always wondered...
Guess You Still Da Man, Yum-Yum!
MA! ALWAYS WAS,
ALWAYS IS,
ALWAYS WILL BE!
I AM BHINDI, AND I WOULD NEVAH!Could I BE ANY MORE INNOCENT?
Mu-ah-ha-HA.....SHhhhhhhhhhh, I hear
Peter-Peanut
~*~
Feel-Good Tuesday!
YO! You out there...Get your Love On! Today is Feel-Good Tuesday... I gotta message and that's IT! Who loves ya, baby? YumYum loves ya! Always has, always will!
Just remember one thing:
NEVER BEHAVE!
(heh-heh)
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