Introducing Milo to the Family!

Milo being curiousIf you are following any of our social media channels then this won’t come as a shock to you that a new guinea has joined us! This new guinea has been making an appearance on many of the posts and if you weren’t sure if that fluffy ball was a guinea, yes it is. 😉 This is because we have just adopted little Milo into the family to be a buddy and brother to Willow over the weekend from a local guinea pig rescue.

Milo is a senior pig and was formally known as Grocho, but after a few incidents when shortening his name to “Groch”, and the fact he didn’t respond to the name, we decided to change it to Milo.

Milo has his very own page on the website now. We’re still getting to know Milo so it’s quite blank right now, but it should fill up soon!

A Little on Milo

003Milo is approximately 6 years old and has lived at the rescue for a little less than half of his life. He generally gets along with males which is a rare quality to find! He is a texel, known for their curly long hair, and being a texel, also has a shorter nose. With the fluffy fur around his head, we sometimes think that he looks a little like a rabbit, but he his those cute piggy lips when you can find them.

Milo is a shyer guinea, who is still trying to get used to Alistair and me, but he does get a little curious sometimes. He is only just realizing he can walk out from the cage without being too frightened and enjoying free ranging (under careful supervision). As he’s getting more comfortable with walking around and with us, we’re also working on bonding and minor training. It’s already started, and he’s already made some nice progress.

The Day We Got Milo

Milo came to us on Saturday, February 25th. After cleaning out Willow’s cage and getting everything ready, we found Willow sleeping by the trash can, oblivious to the knowledge that soon he would have to share everything.


The clean cage.


Fast asleep and unsuspecting.

We weren’t sure how he would react, but we hoped that it would be positively. Having tried to pair him with other males, they tended to bully him, or get into fights. While Willow loves rumblestrutting, even when he’s just happy, we wondered if it was the reason he got into trouble with other males.

We hoped for the best and it wasn’t long when Milo came! The usual dominance routine took place.

The cage in the morning.

The cage in the morning.

Lots of bum sniffing and rumblestrutting from Willow and lots of running. While the cage was completely clean before they two boys got together, in less than 12 hours, the cage was a mess! I suddenly remembered what it was like to have a non-litter trained guinea. Cleaning the cage has become much more frequent with two boys, and watching them, I realized that poor Milo was always being pursued by Willow, and Willow didn’t like to give up. He was very persistent and wanted to be next to his friend, sleep next to his friend, and when an  hut was introduced, was very intent in staying/sleeping nearby and poking his head in occasionally to check in.


Willow being a watchdog.

Willow and Milo’s Relationship

Willow and Milo under the hammock

Night one when both fell asleep together.

Willow and Milo are getting along well, and are an interesting pair to watch. Willow always wants to check in and sleep next to his new brother. One thing we didn’t realize was how much Willow loved talking. He’s a huge talker and we’re sure Milo’s ears are being talked right off most of the time which reminds me of the relationship I have with Alistair. The talkative/creative one with straight hair vs. the smart/shy one with lovely curly locks.


We’re all looking forward to getting to know Milo better, and we’re sure it will be a fun adventure doing so. No idea what the future holds, but we’re hoping for good things.




Introducing Kalsie: World Domination

Kalsie’s Kitchen

The human insisted I write a little something so I’m making her do it. Saw Willow typing and looked too tiring. Speaking of which, the human is trying to exhaust me! She finally got me unlimited hay, but instead of a hay bed, she got me a hay dispenser. How am I supposed to eat while lying down now? She has even raised it a little higher so I need to actually work for it. Insanity.

Worse? She has decided to also raise my water bottle! I can’t even lay down and drink anymore!

The human thinks I’m lazy, but I’m smarter than her and intelligent enough to know that conserving my energy for when I need it is most important. I run laps in the morning, how can she think I am lazy?? She knows nothing.

When I’m Queen, everyone will bow at my very presence and no one will deny me anything.

But for now I will plan and *yawn* take a nap. I’ll conquer the world tomorrow… and talk about the new place tomorrow. Maybe in a week. Maybe.


Straight From Willow’s Tunnel

I had all the best intentions writing a whole start post, but it is tiring to type. I see mom do it all the time, and she never seems to get tired from typing all day. Hardness level rating? I would have guessed a 1. Did not look hard, but moving back and forth on this keyboard is actually tiring. How does mom do it? Honestly, she does not move away from the screen for hours all at once. I have no clue what is so great on her big, bright, flat screen besides movies! None of the movies are even about food.  She calls it a laptop, but you want to know a secret? She never has it on her lap because it is hot. Too hot. My paws are sweating.

I will make a list about what you will find on my blog because it is easier and less typing. Continue reading

A Domestic Potato Appears!

Ello there!

Welcome to the place that Willow likes to call “Adventures: Straight from Willow’s Tunnel” – which I think is a bit corny, but he doesn’t seem to agree. (His tunnel is where he likes to spend a good amount of his time when he’s doing his reporting, so I guess it is what it is.)

Willow has been bothering me for quite some time about being able to share all of his adventures with all of our friends. (The italics wasn’t my idea. I’m not to be held accountable. Just for the record…? That would be Willow…) We will take turns making posts, and even taking guest posts from our friends so they can be the stars for the wheek!

Not sure what to expect from the little potato, but he’s been plotting for quite some time. To be safe I will just say to be ready for anything. Explosions, mass destruction, poop poppers, fleece wars, masquerading raisins – or maybe it’s something else. But seriously.

No seriously.

Be ready. Cause if there’s anything that guinea pigs are good at, it’s being unpredictably predictable.

Wait. What?