Holly mother of paper bags!

kirk_profile_2There are months now since the hf was storing clean paper bags in another paper bag. First I thought it was a variation of a cultural habit. The Western Europeans have this weird habit: store plastic bags in another plastic bag just in case… So, I really believed the paper bags had an unknown and non understandable (from my point of view) purpose.

The not so funny part was that they were stored in under our nose. And everybody knows that we love paper bags. As cats adore boxes, we love paper bags filled with hay. So having them in front of our eyes and not being able to chew and play was not at all funny. Data and Spock were convinced the bags were for us, but Worf and I were sceptical. I mean the bags were there for months and I saw no intention from the hf to move them in our pen.

But few days ago a miracle happened. Suddenly a paper bag showed up in our room and one in the one of the white piggies. Data and Spock had no issue to share their bag. Spock even “renovated” the bag and produced a hole in the back to have a fire exit. But Worf and I had no intention to share. Honestly, who could imagine that two big piggies like us would fit in one bag?




So for two days we had paper bags in our rooms and the tunnels were forgotten. Of course we peed and pooped in the bags, and they got stinky, but that’s the joy of it!


Why? Oh, why?

spock_profile_2Few days ago Data looked at me and started laughing. I had no idea why and when I asked he just turned his back on me and went back to sleep. I thought he had a bad dream and forgot about it.

But then I’ve heard Kirk and Worf gossiping in the other room (they really think that the white opaque wall between us blocks also the sound…). They were saying that I went crazy regarding my origins and tried to compensate for the lack of distinguish signs. I had no idea what they were talking about.

So a complete mystery that got solved when I saw one of the photos taken by the humans. Apparently I put my nose in something and I have a big stain on it. Probably it is from sniffing around in the garden or from grubbing in the hay. The point is that I have a yellowish stain on my snout that looks exactly like the Himalayans marks.

And then I understood… I have some Himalayans genes, but they are light so I only sport a grey front paw and grey ears. And the three bullies thought I put my nose in something just to brag about my origins. Jeez! They have no idea about these things! I mean I’m fine just with my grey ears and my flamboyant personality.

This is what made them laugh.


I hope they were happy for a while.

Couch potatoes

worf_profile_2We have a problem! Our humans are turning in to some couch potatoes. I don’t like this because I am afraid they will get fat and have issues moving and bringing us food and we’ll stop being their favourite entertainment. But let me tell how this happened…

Until recently there was no TV in our house. And the hf was always saying that we were sufficient for her and no other form of entertainment was needed. But apparently the hm felt differently and one month ago brought the plague to our home.

First the hf was not at all impressed with the monster and barely turned it on for days. She kept using her laptop to help us administrate the Facebook page and to deal with our blog, but the TV was out of her zone of interest. Just that recently things started to change…

Being forced to spend a lot of time on the couch and her hands busy with the baby; she discovered that the TV was an easy way to pass the time. And she started watching some addictive TV series. Like it is not enough that she wakes up late and goes to bed early, now the left hours from a regular day are spent watching some silly TV shows that don’t even refer to Guinea Pigs.

I go to the corner of my pen, look at her and ask for my pellets and she is completely ignoring me. This is outrageous! Moreover, she doesn’t spend enough time petting Kirk. And this is not all! The hm moved to Spock’s couch because the angle is better to watch TV and now our white pal is a little bit upset. The only one of us not affected by the TV’s presence in our house seems to be Data. But this is not relevant as he is never complaining of anything.

So, now we need a plan to get back their attention… We will be plotting while they are watching TV because I’m sure they won’t notice. Any ideas of what could we do?

By the way, this is my plotting face: