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Spock is better, but not fine

worf_profile_2This little brat will drive us all crazy! Honestly now, he is the only one with real health issues.

Epilepsy seizure, seborrheic cyst, teeth in need for trimming… Yeah, I know, nothing really life threatening but still enough to make us all pale and worried for him. And please imagine a black shiny coated piggy like me turning pale. Horrific!

So last Friday Spock went to the vet for a check given that he had stopped eating for few days. His discomfort when trying to eat was so obvious that the vet decided to trim his teeth immediately. Fine for us. We had been waiting patiently and worried at home. I had to calm down Data…

He came home later in the day looking like he wanted to kill us all. And very miserable. Of course he was not able to share anything with us due to the jaw pain.

The humans gave him pain killers for 3 days and everything seemed to be better. He started eating and everything seemed to be fine. Until Wednesday evening when once again he seemed to have issues eating. So starting Thursday morning he is once again on pain killers. One little junky we have here…

Our vet is on holidays. Actually mainly his vet, as she rarely sees us. (She never met Kirk!) She will be back on Monday. Hopefully he will be better and in no need for going back to see her. If not, we will stress once again.

This is a photo of Spock from the back, in case you were curious.


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The smallest bag

worf_profile_2We do love paper bags and this is not a secret. Just that since the Human Male uses the couch as his main bed, we are not getting them as often as before.

Last time when we got paper bags they were… tiny! Like only one of could get inside. That tiny!

For me it was a very good thing as Kirk’s big ass takes a lot of space. With this tiny bags I had the opportunity to have one just for myself.


Kirk seemed also to enjoy the bag, although that it wasn’t big enough for his 1.47 kilo.


On the other hand, Spock was a little bit cranky that he had not enough space to cut another opening and remodel the bag.


So, yep, the smallest bags we ever received…

P.S. The Little Human rascal learned Kirk’s name. Just that she is saying Kika. J)) Data seems easier for her. But no way she says yet Spock or Worf. We need to work on this!

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Update on us

worf_profile_2Well, it’s been a while…

I have no idea what we are doing and why this blog is not updated more often. I must complain to Data, who is the social media responsible for our team.

I also have no idea about what I should write. So I will just note down everything that crosses my mind.

In Belgium is raining and although the grass is green in our garden, we can’t really go out and enjoy it. I must ask the humans to bring some grass inside for us.

Due to the whole hustle with DHL, the HF refuses to place more than one order by month and she had to renew our hay supply from the pet shop. Lucky us! Because she got the really nice dry herbs.

The little human rascal got the idea with the daily cleaning of our rooms and she grabs a bag, the dust pan and the broom and tries to do it. I hope that in few years she will be an expert on refreshing our penthouse without disturbing us.

The HF had this weird idea that we were stinky and insisted on washing our tunnels. Thanks all gods she didn’t try to bath us. Was rude enough that she called us stinky!

Of course we’ve got paper bags to keep us busy and it was super fun. Especially to roam around, make noise and keep the HM awake.

And now the humans are talking about leaving for 10 days and we will be left home with a sitter. I hope we can convince her to give us more pellets.

Oh, about the pellets… The HF bought some weird ones that were supposed to help my poop get better (she has the impression my poop is too soft). But they taste funny. At least this is what Kirk and I think. The white boys like them. The bag is empty now, so thankfully we returned to our usual ones.

Well, this is it. I’ll end with a photo of us eating colours.


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Potential intrusion in our privacy

Humans are crazy. And weird. And today I say this in a negative way.

They enjoy killing each other. But they have no respect in doing so. They rather do it cowardly by using guns and explosives in the middle of an unarmed crowd. Or by attacking others while being in a bullet proof car…

Yeas, we do kill each other also. Sometimes. But not massively. And we do pick the fight with a specific guy. And we do not use guns, but our bear claws and teeth. So it’s an even fight.

We do not hate entire populations just because they are different. Imagine how it would be for the white piggies with red eyes to hate all the Rex piggies. Yeap, it sounds crazy!

Yesterday some humans from Brussels, Belgium, Europe blew themselves up in the Airport and in a metro station. Due to this, now there is panic in the city.

Of course our HF panicked a little too. She managed to check on the HM and the baby, but could not check on us. We were not in an area of interest, but still she would have loved to make sure we are fine. Now, she has no idea we could write an email so this was not an option for her. Actually she has no idea we could communicate with her somehow.

So she decided to install a webcam to supervise us. And the HM took the idea over…

What is wrong with you, people?! Did it cross your mind to ask us if we would like to go live on the Internet?!

Whatever… No consideration for us. I will have to ask the guys to come up with a revenge plan.

In the meanwhile, we decided to sabotage the webcam and make sure it’s not broadcasting live and open on the Internet. I would really hate to see unapproved photos with my white but all over the online environment.

Moreover, I plan on turning on that camera only when we are in the mood for it. Our humans should never learn that we are able to write emails, take care of a blog, Facebook page and so on. Because I suppose she will be so amazed by our skills that she will ask us to ghost write for her. Which is a no go! I love my life as non-busy as it is.

As for the moment my white but is a taboo, I leave you a photo of my cute little face. 😀

(Please excuse the red eyes. Sometimes the hf is a poor photographer.)


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Late Happy Birthdays

worf_profile_2On the 15th of January Kirk turned 3. Yesterday it was Spock’s turn to… turn 3. (Sorry, we are not very good at wording today.)

Due to the sleepless nights in our house, having a party was out of question. But they still received treats and gifts. After all, you turn 3 only once. So for Kirk there were plenty of pellets and for Spock carrots’ and parsley’ greens. Of course Data and I were invited to the feast.

Moreover, the hm, pushed hard by the hf, managed to solve an old issue we had with the hay trays. The hay was always falling behind our pen and on the floor and it was very messy all the time. Not counting the sadness of losing that hay… So he drilled holes and zipped the trays to the fence. Perfect! Now almost all the hay gets in our tummies. Or on the pen’s floor to sleep on it.

Sadly nothing interesting happens. Eat, poop, sleep, repeat is the usual. And since the hm sleeps on the couch is somehow difficult to take over the laptop during the night. Oh! And he snores, so we actually must sleep during the day.

We must have a chat with the little brat to convince her to sleep better during the night so that the hm could return into the master bedroom. We really miss our privacy and freedom…

Sorry, but now I must go and have some sleep. And eat and poop…

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worf_profile_2I don’t know if you are aware, but our home city Brussels (Belgium) is under terrorist threat. Due to this the city was locked down for four days and partially it still is.

Of course our humans went a little bit crazy. First thing was that the hf female came to us and told us very clear to stay away from the windows facing the street. I looked at her like she was possessed or something… Really?! Do I look like a cat that looses her time on the window sill all day long?! No, of course not!

The real scary part was the possibility to have all the supermarkets closed. Only the thought of not having fresh veggies for few days gave cold sweats. But apparently they took the chance an opened so finally the humans managed to buy fresh food.

The funny part in all this madness was the social media. After people posted photos of the agents in action all over Internet (at some point there was a photo of policemen on a roof trying to bust a potential terrorist) and giving clues in real time about their movements, finally on Sunday the Police asked for radio silence. Suddenly the humans realized that they were feeding info to the enemy and decided to bury that. So social media was flooded in irrelevant photos of cats published under the hashtag #BrusselsLockdown. And we contributed with the following photo:



Now please excuse me but I need to go and get some rest. Reading news about terrorists makes me tired, but it is even worst when our personal little terrorist (I mean the little human) stays at home four days in a row!

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Do I look like a pancake?


worf_profile_2Facebook is full of photos of piggies claiming they look like pancakes. True, they are really flat and they look ready to impress the humans, so I’ve told myself that I should try. The point was to get more pellets.
I’m not very good at getting flat. I need to be ready to claim my food from Kirk so I am always alert. Also trying to change your habits can be difficult: you need to train your mind to act in a certain way.
Some of my attempts were not successful, but at least I was cute. But others were such a success that it took me a while to convince the hf not to disclosure the photos. I wasn’t ready to admit I wasn’t always looking as a perfect pancake.
I will still practice of course, but I finally understood I’m pretty cute even when I don’t manage to look like a pancake.