Tag Archive | Guineapigs
It’s astounding, time is fleeting and the goats are bleating – especially the young billy who has just been relocated to the male pen away from his mother and sister with the 3 other billys where he will grow into a hoary old goat. Time is ticking though. I am stuck on the farm but […]
Hello once again dear readers, glad you could join me as I continue my long tale of summertime happenings in the life of my alter ego – a guineapig called Calliope. If you recall in my last post I was resting and re-ecuperating in a German Hospital in Neu Brandenberg. In fact I had settled […]
So my dear friends and readers – I believe I left you on the edge of your seats in my dramatic description of how I came to be left alone on a hospital stretcher bed in a corridor of a large emptyish hospital in Neu Brandenberg whilst I seemingly bled to death – apologies […]
It doesn’t take much and long to make my fur bristle. Especially when I pay £165 to see the supposed foremost cancer specialist and herbalist in the Uk because I want herbal support for my hormone and endocrine system and receive a lengthy report much of it dedicated to diet – that I […]
What glorious days. The palpable difference in the air when enough people are sharing the enjoyment and positivity of striving for a common goal. Critical mass. Uncritical mass more like, the suspension of criticism of the olympics creating the tipping point of joy. This guinea-pig, like many others I guess, had no intention of […]
Today in the hutch I am continuing my experimentation with bicarbonate of soda. This has been ongoing for 4 weeks now and I am having pretty incredible results, which I will be detailing here later.