Spock's tales

It’s all about hay!

guinea_pigs_tales_spock_profileI think I’ve already described the many ways a guinea pig can use the hay. And hiding in a stack is one of the ways. When I first wrote about it, I was living by my own. But now I have a flat mate, and life in two it’s much funnier. At least for us.

So, Data has the same passion of dragging the hay down and play in it. Of course, after he pees, poops and sleeps on top of the stack. We go along just fine in this regard and I always enjoy seeing him dragging the hay from the manger. He has a special way of doing it: props his head between the squares of the fence where the manger is and drags the hay with his front paws. He doesn’t stop until the whole stack is down.

The funny part in this story is the humans. They strongly believe we are actually chasing one specific straw when doing this. The truth is we really enjoy making a mess and then sleeping on top of it. How else could we convince the humans to give us a bath from time to time so I could get the opportunity to climb on her and soak her in dirty water with shampoo?!

But, I have the impression we are talking too much. So, this time, I’ll let you with more pictures than usual.


Kirk's tales, Uncategorized

Back to some kind of normality

guinea_pigs_tales_profile_kirkI would like to start by thanking to all guinea pigs gods for the fact that the human guests cleared our house! Finally our two humans have more time for us. Oh, wait, one of the mothers is still here, but at least she cleared the couch! OK, maybe I should slow down…

So, after the other parents left, a male friend came over. He was quite quiet, but still he occupied the second bedroom and the human mom who was left behind kept using the couch. Not that I get to have a lot of time on that couch, but Spock and Data seemed pretty disturbed by her presence. Although we all suspect Spock of getting out on the couch during the night and contemplating the thought of doing something not very pleasant to that human. Data, the only one who can testify, keeps it quiet and refuses to declare anything. But we all noticed signs on the couch…

By the way, this human keeps comparing us with dogs, including in terms of behaviour. And lives under the impression that we should all be the same. Our human female keeps repeating that it’s normal for Worf to be afraid, as it’s normal for me to crave for human touch and for Spock and Data to live in their own world. But the human mom keeps saying I am super spoiled and the human female doesn’t love the other three as she loves me (totally untrue!) or that Spock is super aggressive towards Data just because he growls when sniffing Data’s bum. Honestly, she needs extensive training if she wants to stay around us.

By the way, just because I tend to infuriate Spock and Data whenever I get on the couch (I feel super brave from the other side of the fence!), now I get to spend my mornings when the human is changing the bedding in my pen in an armchair and in my own blanket. Look how super cute I am in a mauve blanket!


Uncategorized, Wof's tales

Fear of heights

guinea_pigs_tales_worf_profileIt is amazing to see how humans believe we our feelings and emotions are at a low level and almost insignificant. But it is also amazing to open their eyes and let them know there is more about us than what they can glimpse. So, let’s talk about me and my fears.

We’ve already established I am the shy and introvert one. I like living on my own, although I also like having other piggies around. I don’t mind getting out with Kirk and having some “play dates”, but I enjoy best exploring the house by myself. There is nothing funnier than exploring under the couch and pooping all over in the hidden corners of the house. And humans look very amused checking where my white bum is…

Lately they came to realize what I knew for a long time: that I fear heights. But they never seem to notice the signs and I was always too busy being shy for telling them the truth. But they are not that dumb and they realized after all. How?! Well, after switching rooms because of Kirk and his bad manners, the human female also decided to change the place of my wood house form the front of the pen to the back. So, instead of having a wide open space from the top of it, I now have a closed view, a glass door, and I can’t really see the distance to the floor. As soon as she did this I’ve started climbing on top of my house and spending time there looking at the glass door and its beautiful colours.

It did not take long for her to realize that the height was the reason keeping me down from the house. And also the height is the reason why I cling myself on her anorak every time she picks me up and starts walking me through the house. As I said, she is not that dumb! Just that it took her several months to come to this conclusion.

Look, this is me on top of my wood house!


Data's tales

Life with Spock

guinea_pigs_tales_Data_profile I never got the chance to tell you about my life with Spock… Let me make it clear: this is not gossip, but a tale of what is like to share a flat with a guy like Spock. And probably I should start by telling why I say “a guy like Spock”.

Spock is not a regular piggy. He has no fears; not even the vacuum cleaner scares him and he is the greatest explorer I’ve ever met. Also, he tolerates humans in his own conditions, not when they want. So, nobody ever thought that a guy like Spock would ever accept another piggy so close in his life. With Kirk it never worked and never will. And let me tell you that Kirk is the one who always comes out bruised from the quarrels.

Our humans did not expect him to be tolerant towards another piggy, so they were super surprised to see he really enjoys my company. True, I’m also smart and let him dominate within some boundaries, but I think it also comes from his side. He has his moments when insists on sniffing my butt, I hide inside a wood house, but it passes and soon we go back to our normal life.

Of course I’ve learned a lot of things from Spock. I remember how nice it was to discover I could climb the couch. Or just to take a walk on it. Super fun, especially when there is no human around and there are plenty of pillows and fleece blankets to explore. Next, he taught me how to move my wood house and annoy the humans with this redecorating. I’ve also learned how to beg and ask for food and I must admit it’s funnier to do it in two.

But the most amazing part of our lives is the way he comes and sleeps near me. At least the humans think so because he is not really the type to cuddle. I mean we eat pellets from the same bowl and, at some point; he fell asleep so close to me that I almost can’t chew anymore. I go sleeping in a wood house, he comes and sleeps in front of it. I must admit he’s sweet, but don’t tell him this. And of course we share food… And we always want the same piece of veggie and the same straw.



Concluding, living with Spock is amazing and I look forward exploring the house with him for his birthday. I know it’s only in February next year, but the human decided we will get the whole house for few hours.

P.S. I am the one with pink ears. 😀

Spock's tales

More humans around

guinea_pigs_tales_spock_profileOK, humans are weird: they stay in touch with other humans, including parents. I mean, look at us! We leave our elders at some point (fine, most of us…) and go find our own humans. But the humans don’t. They need other humans around them. It hearts a little bit my feelings, but I need them to be happy in order to keep me happy.

So, where was I?! Oh, yeah! Since last week we have another three humans around. For one of them, the mother of our human female, it took 3 days to understand that we are not dogs. She kept coming to the fence and calling us hoping we will just go to her like dogs do. Of course we did not! I mean which serious, normal guinea pig will just go to a human without being bribed with a treat? We have better things to do, like sleeping, pooping and dragging the hay on the floor.

By the way, we have a new favourite activity: running around the pen and spreading the dried poop as far as possible on the room floor. But this is another story…

Coming back to our humans, that particular human finally got it and she keeps her distance. Still, she prefers Worf because he is black, so she goes often in front of his pen and starts baby talking to him. Weird! Also, she sleeps on my couch. I mean MY couch! This is outrageous and I tolerate it just because our private humans assured us it is a temporary situation.

The other two are keeping some distance. There is another human female, she comes to the fence from time to time and gives us pellets. She doesn’t want us to pet her or other stuff. And the older human male keeps an even longer distance. Amazing is that he acknowledged that our human female loves us. I really find this offending: how could somebody assume we are not lovable?! Just look at me how cute, handsome and amazing I am.


I know, Data is sharing the photos with me, but don’t forget that I am the one with grey ears.

By the way, with all this humans around, we are kind of reluctant to take over the laptop and do our social media thing. They wouldn’t believe their eyes seeing us writing and doing all this networking. And we are afraid they will have a heart attack or something… But they will leave next week and we can go to our normal routine.