Guinea pigs, grief and why I can’t have a dog
Oct01

Guinea pigs, grief and why I can’t have a dog

As a big fan of guinea pigs, they’re the only pets I’ve ever wanted. Until recently. I used to be quite frightened of dogs. But in recent years I’ve seen how special they are to people, how much joy them give them. I started to like dogs. Then, one day, I realised I really wanted a dog. I’m not alone in this. My younger son wants one too and even my daughter has started to want one. But, for various reasons,...

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Guinea pigs are amazing pets
Dec18

Guinea pigs are amazing pets

Regular readers will know that we recently welcomed Henry the baby guinea pig into our family. He is adorable and Cedric, our older guinea pig, loves him. Because guinea pigs are amazing pets. I’m a fairly late convert to guinea pigs, having only ‘discovered’ them in 2014. Before that, it was all about the rabbits for me. We had a string of rabbits through my childhood, right into adulthood. My last rabbit died just...

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2018 – That was the year that was
Dec31

2018 – That was the year that was

2018 has been another busy year for us, day-to-day. There’s very rarely a day where I’m not rushing around somewhere after school. But it has been quieter on the ‘big stuff’ front – with no exams and no new schools. So we’ve just been ticking along with all the everyday stuff and a few highlights. This is our 2018… January was a fairly quiet month for us, as it often is. My eldest and I had a...

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The guinea pig Daddy
Mar13

The guinea pig Daddy

When we got our first guinea pigs, Eric and Daisy, back in the summer of 2014, my husband wasn’t keen. He didn’t try to stop us getting them, but he did say they were our responsibility and he wasn’t having any part in looking after them. And he was true to his word. Apart from slipping the guinea pigs the occasional piece of veg in the kitchen, his main contribution to their welfare was in moaning about me moaning...

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Remembering Eric
Feb20

Remembering Eric

The death of Eric the guinea pig hit us all hard. Hit me hard particularly. Even days later, I just kept bursting into tears without warning. Sometimes I’d be OK, then other times I’d want him back so much it hurt. I just kept thinking about that black, brown and white ball of fluff in my arms and I ached for him. Logically, it’s silly. He wasn’t human. He wasn’t even a dog. He was ‘just’ a...

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