I always figured the feeding rumble was a, "Thats right lady, bring that plate right up here, front and center."
Somewhere I have a photo of I and a guinea pig, Bernie, getting blessed on the steps of my childhood Episcopal church.
Perpetua, Puzzle and Pepsi
Mladdy, Patapsco is an American. His fur is brownish-grey and shiny. I think he’s a satin but some say he’s not. Pepino is a white Abyssinian.
It's definitely a reaction to a stimulus Wheekers3, good or bad.
I haven’t taken the pigs to get blessed since 2012. Not that I don’t believe in it, but I totaled the car in 2013 and I work weekends :(
It's definitely a reaction to a stimulus Wheekers3, good or bad.
I haven’t taken the pigs to get blessed since 2012. Not that I don’t believe in it, but I totaled the car in 2013 and I work weekends :(
Patapsco is so funny. Yesterday afternoon I was lying on the couch and I said "Vladimir Zhirinovsky" out loud. Patapsco rumbled. I thought it was a coincidence so I said it a couple times and he rumbled every time.
Again, I'm wondering if it's a political thing or if he just likes or dislikes the name.
Again, I'm wondering if it's a political thing or if he just likes or dislikes the name.
hahaha thats funny that is. My chock rumbles at the tv. Radio. People with low voices. When hes being stroked inside the cage or out. Hes a rumble purring wheeking machine who will be heard over everything. Hes very insistant and he wont stop till he gets what he wants. He has me wrapped round his paws thats for sure.
there is nothing wrong with spoiling piggies i think. chocks very spoiled and he knows it.
My boys were so good!
This weekend I had to work both jobs and couldn't return home as all public transportation stopped Friday. I left them with a mountain of food and was really nervous considering Patapsco's tummy problems.
As soon as I approached the door I heard wheeking and when I got inside Patapsco was sitting on top of the pigloo. All the food was gone. Talk about a sight for sore eyes!
This weekend I had to work both jobs and couldn't return home as all public transportation stopped Friday. I left them with a mountain of food and was really nervous considering Patapsco's tummy problems.
As soon as I approached the door I heard wheeking and when I got inside Patapsco was sitting on top of the pigloo. All the food was gone. Talk about a sight for sore eyes!
I had Patapsco put to sleep on February 8th. He had a huge pancreatic tumour in his abdomen which had metastasized, so even more drugs, tests and emergency surgery wouldn’t have saved him. He was beautiful, sweet, smart and perky until the end—it broke my heart to have him euthanized but I know he must have been in horrible pain.
He came at a turbulent time in my life—about three months after Puzzle’s death, three weeks after Perpetua’s death and about six weeks after the robbery. Meanwhile, the guy who saved my life in the robbery has cancer and it doesn’t look good. My heart aches for both of them.
He came at a turbulent time in my life—about three months after Puzzle’s death, three weeks after Perpetua’s death and about six weeks after the robbery. Meanwhile, the guy who saved my life in the robbery has cancer and it doesn’t look good. My heart aches for both of them.
It sounds like your boy was sent to you when you needed him. You gave him a wonderful home with lots of love, JaneDoe. I'm so sorry for your loss.