^ Here I am practicing my camouflage skills. I saw this one thing on Nat Geo, and it CHANGED COLORS a bit and blended right in to the rocks and stuff. Still working on color changing, but lucky for me, my hooman really likes the color brown.
(Poor Dandelion, he's so sweet. At least he can run fast!)
I've also been doing a bit of survival hut building. Mom ships this stuff in and it tastes AWESOME. I eat a whole giant pile every day. I also have discovered eating it while being completely immersed in it is the best, most flavorful way to consume hay. I wait right outside the box when I hear her rustling the hay, and then I LEAP inside before she can catch me and burrow all the way underneath to the back. Then I'm all "munch munch munch" and it's awesome.
When I'm not eating hay and hiding out...
I'm practicing my butt sniffing skills.
And training this lady to give me chin scratchies.
Now, if you'll excuse, I have something very important to get back to.
and our new guy Tumbleweed who either has never seen a guinea pig or also fancies himself a top pig, although a much more hyper, pushy, sassy pig. Dandelion just buries his head under a blanket and hopes nobody sees him.
"PSST. You guys.... We have a serious problem."
"An invader! Dandelion..." *dramatic swoon* "... hide!"
"What? Don't hide! Get help! Help! Hellllllp!"
"Huhwhut? Guys, when do I get to sniff your butts again? Cos I really wanna. Been thinkin' about it all month."
"Even got a haircut and did my hair up nice. Now can I sniff butts?"
Meet TUMBLEWEED. Rescued in early December from the local shelter. Quarantined for a couple months. First couple introductions did not go well, as all three of these piggies are 10 months old. HAhahahaha! Oh man. They're living in a big 3x6 C&C which is presently divided in half.
Dandelion secretly enjoys sleeping beside Tumbleweed at the bars, but don't tell Burr!
He is an explorer, AND he's a talker. He clucks and complains and talks constantly. He is never quiet. And he's still getting used to things. If he does the "I'm scared!" wheek, his little ears flop up and down (making all the fur around his ears flop too, eeee!)
Check it out. I'm all grown up now! I'm bigger than one year old, so I am TOTALLY an adult.WoooOO!
Still into my same ol' hobbies:
Adding "intimidation" to my skillz line-up
And... I confess, I've mellowed out a bit. I figure that life's too short to pass up naps on Mom's amazingly comfy fluffy bed. Zzzz!