Somebody said Actimel?!

guinea_pigs_tales_worf_profileThis Data! He is such a friend! I’ll eat his ears next time he slips them between the bars of the fence… Why?! Because yesterday he made public my addiction to Actimel! It wasn’t enough the humans recorded me and posted the video on the Internet, he to tell to our readers also. And now I feel obliged to explain myself.

Remember when I said the human female freaked out I lost some weight? Well, apparently, my poop is also a little bit loose, so she assessed the situation and considered is not that bad to go to a vet, but an immediate action was required. And some probiotics seemed to be the best solution at the first glance. As Spock got fine with Actimel, she decided to try it on me also.

First time she approached me with a 1 ml syringe filled with some whitish liquid I refused to obey and to consume it. She kind of had to force me… Second time I remembered what was all about and decided to cooperate. Starting the third time it became addiction! Honestly, when I see the syringe in her hand I forget I’m the most scared piggy in the world and just come out from where I’m hiding and eat it all. I always ask for more, but never get… Tugging the syringe doesn’t help!

So, I am addicted and have no idea what I’ll do if I won’t be given Actimel anymore. I think I need therapy… I’m going to wake Kirk and talk about it.

Actimel is a probiotic but also a yogurt and Guinea Pigs shouldn’t be fed yogurt. That’s why “the treatment” is limited to 1ml of Actimel twice per day. And this should not last longer than few days. If the digestive problems are serious (e.g. diarrhoea) or persist, check with your vet asap!

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Crazy humans…

guinea_pigs_tales_Data_profileI don’t know how about you, but I am positive that our humans are not quite normal. True, no really “normal” human would ever accept a position as a servant for four Guinea Pigs, but I have the impression that our humans are exaggerating a little bit…

We already told you that we have hundreds of pictures with us, and not all with the best of us. In the beginning I thought they would continue preferring taking photos only of Kirk and Spock, but I and Worf weren’t spare of it. There are already hundreds of photos with us also and we’ve only been in this house for two months. The next step seems to be recording us and posting our life on YouTube. Not that this is not part of our PR champagne, but still we wouldn’t mind some privacy. Yesterday they filmed Worf while fighting with his addiction to Actimel… He is still devastated, but maybe tomorrow will be able to talk about it.

Next crazy point concerns our rooms and the constant search of the human female for better bedding solutions for us. She prepared fleece and other blankets, but we get wet from time to time and she thinks it’s not hygienic. So, last idea was to buy for us the bed protections used by humans with some urinary problems. Really?! Do I look like a piggy that needs that kind of protection?! I know exactly when and where I’m going to pee. For example a good moment is when the human male is holding me…

Don’t get me wrong: I love improvements. But I’m just afraid she will spend all her money with this kind of stuff and we will have no vegies… I need to talk with Kirk about this. Maybe some therapy will calm me down.

In the meanwhile, check how cute I am on the greenish / yellowish fleece.

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Busy day!

guinea_pigs_tales_spock_decidesOh, my! I had a very busy day although I hadn’t even planned for it. I mean I woke up this morning with the very normal plan of eating, popcorning once or twice, pooping a lot and going back to sleep. But somewhere during the day the human female interfered with all this. It’s weekend and she was at home…

In the morning she sew, so she made quite a noise making almost impossible any deep relaxation and sleep. I was forced to spend two hours watching her preparing some fleece pads for our cages and to find myself something else to do, like munching on hay, pooping, getting in to small conflicts with Data etc. When she stopped and left home to do the groceries (mainly vegies for us), I hopped that was all and went to sleep. I was so tired!

But she came back from the supermarket and decided it’s time to clip our nails. True, it has not been done in weeks, but I still hate this and refuse to cooperate. When I saw Kirk getting through it, I was already decided I would give them a harsh time. I was so stubborn that it took her 10 minutes and a lot of zen attitude to clip the 6 nails from my hind paws. She asked for help from the human male and I was even more infuriated. So, I took advantage of the position and bit his ear. He was so shocked that forget to put me down on his way to the mirror. No worries, I’ve just made a very small hole through his ear, but the ear in itself is still attached to his head and in one piece.

Finally, the human female managed somehow to convince me to stay still for another 8 nails and, as a reward, I got some parsley and the opportunity to take a walk in the living room. This was very nice given the fact that we had guests and I’ve got the chance to interact with them. But not too much because I’ve discovered the camera’s tripod and realized it was not yet marked by my teeth. Also some hay was dumped on the floor and I had to interfere and clean it out.

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After one hour of playing the nice host, cleaning and inventorying the house, I felt asleep on a small piece of fleece that I found on a corner. Taking advantage of my sleepiness, she grabbed me and put me back in my room.

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But, to my huge surprise, there I found a brand new red fleece! The perfect colour matching my eyes! It was bought by the human male and now I’m pretty sorry I have bitten his ear.

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Finally, I got the chance to use the laptop and I wrote this. So I am very very tired. And I am also very impatient to sleep on the red fleece because I think it must be different from sleeping on the green one.

Yeah, now I’ll go back to my regular Saturday evening. Have a nice week-end!