tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91420493740065207022008-06-14T20:39:20.878-07:00The Pig Page - Gloria and Roxie's blogWhite Slug #1http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510473288458714136noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142049374006520702.post-78470840570118146322008-06-14T18:10:00.000-07:002008-06-14T18:28:36.296-07:00Jet Set Pigs<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/SFRwOQ6EaWI/AAAAAAAAAJc/G-23GmYtBCQ/s1600-h/DSC02034.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/SFRwOQ6EaWI/AAAAAAAAAJc/G-23GmYtBCQ/s200/DSC02034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211914059133512034" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/SFRvItFYETI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mKGVodWKD6c/s1600-h/DSC02030.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/SFRvItFYETI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mKGVodWKD6c/s200/DSC02030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211912864106287410" /></a><br /><br />The Girls have continued to accompany me back and forth up and down the state. The perks: Fresh fruit and veggies from California farms at roadside stands. The pitfalls, hot car, high gas prices, endless movement. <div>Their place in the burbs is pretty sweet, more space down here, grass outside, but with trying to conserve electricity, on hot days no air conditioning, putting the fan on the pigs to cool them off. </div>White Slug #1http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510473288458714136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142049374006520702.post-17381108117457336922008-04-04T00:29:00.000-07:002008-04-04T00:40:08.996-07:00Pigs by the Bay, Again<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/R_Xakm4Sl2I/AAAAAAAAAHo/DdNb4J7BMx0/s1600-h/DSC01865.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/R_Xakm4Sl2I/AAAAAAAAAHo/DdNb4J7BMx0/s320/DSC01865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185290868433786722" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/R_XZgG4Sl1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/GODbAStrniI/s1600-h/DSC01758.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/R_XZgG4Sl1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/GODbAStrniI/s400/DSC01758.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185289691612747602" /></a><br />Yea! Piggies are home sweet home after wintering down south in So. Cal. They liked their digs down there fine, actually got to experience the great outdoors for the first time, including GRASS growing right out of the ground!! Here you see them enjoying the grass. Also, birdsong, right outside their window at the Alhambra home. Lots of nice sub-urban sounds, and lots of quiet away from all the city noise. I'm glad were here again, and settling back into home life, but I'm still on the go and they are going to have to make a few more trips before the summer's over. They do quite well in the back of the car, though they don't like it, they are getting used to it. They got to meet their Grandma (my mom) before she died, which I am glad of. They also got to hang out with their aunt, and their uncle, Auntie likes them, Uncle is not very interested. They also got to meet Guy and Curly, the cats that live in the southern retreat.White Slug #1http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510473288458714136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142049374006520702.post-77700666457494110212007-12-13T22:48:00.000-08:002007-12-13T22:53:24.077-08:00Pigs on the road?<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/R2IoN0WJnRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3RoftSkzZU0/s1600-h/DSC01529.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/R2IoN0WJnRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3RoftSkzZU0/s400/DSC01529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143717942265486610" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/R2IoOEWJnSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vDpcx9ZXalo/s1600-h/DSC01530.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/R2IoOEWJnSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vDpcx9ZXalo/s400/DSC01530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143717946560453922" /></a><br />Gloria and Roxie may be on the road to LA for Christmas next week, as we pack up and do a trip to LA. Theire daddy has been looking after them while I've been on family business, but I may pick them up and bring them to the So Cal homestead. More pictures and piggie fun soon...White Slug #1http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510473288458714136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142049374006520702.post-81283091952515618392007-10-31T22:31:00.001-07:002007-10-31T22:31:52.711-07:00Getting by without me<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RylkRXEKrWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DI-_re2QenU/s1600-h/DSC00518.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RylkRXEKrWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DI-_re2QenU/s400/DSC00518.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127739900150066530" /></a><br />Gloria and Roxie have been having to do without all the love, cuddles, backrubs, meticulous housecleaning and special treats that their piggie mom (slave) usually lavishes upon them. I've been off south taking care of their Grandma who has been sick. Lucky for them their devoted "Dad" LH has been filling in for me and staying at my place. He just doesn't do things the same though, and we've been having to eek out Quality time instead of Quantity time together. I wish I could take my piggies with me when I go away!White Slug #1http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510473288458714136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142049374006520702.post-18896394267757952392007-10-06T16:35:00.001-07:002007-10-06T16:39:01.767-07:00Piggies eating<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RwgcjgE5whI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5dcpFM47TDw/s1600-h/leaf.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RwgcjgE5whI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5dcpFM47TDw/s400/leaf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118372372738064914" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RwgcewE5wgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/YD-9m_D5uZk/s1600-h/DSC01670.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RwgcewE5wgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/YD-9m_D5uZk/s400/DSC01670.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118372291133686274" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RwgcZgE5wfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/f8GhVZYPiAA/s1600-h/DSC01667.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RwgcZgE5wfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/f8GhVZYPiAA/s400/DSC01667.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118372200939373042" /></a><br />The ladies had their current fave today and last night, Dandelion greens! They really like a variety of stuff, it's funny, they are picky. They don't like spinach much, will only eat it if I mix it with something they like. I put down the spinach, they look up at me like, is there anything else? So, I'm trying to edit some movies of them shlarfing up the dandelion greens.White Slug #1http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510473288458714136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142049374006520702.post-51867978574250369452007-09-30T01:55:00.000-07:002007-09-30T01:59:59.789-07:00Run Around Time<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/Rv9lgwE5weI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VN1U8gkmkuo/s1600-h/run.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/Rv9lgwE5weI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VN1U8gkmkuo/s400/run.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115919315051856354" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/Rv9lbQE5wdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f--ht77iFyQ/s1600-h/out.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/Rv9lbQE5wdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f--ht77iFyQ/s400/out.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115919220562575826" /></a><br />The ladies have had quite a long week of being able to stretch their gams every day. <br />They get to run around in what I call, the "Extend-o-pen". I open a door in thier house, add a ramp so they can run down it to the floor, and set up cardboard barriers so they can't get at my furnishings and cords. Then they can run around all day. Most of their exercise comes from running up and down the ramp. Not pictured here. Trying to get a movie clip of their climbing abilities.White Slug #1http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510473288458714136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142049374006520702.post-82665717748769947962007-08-22T23:04:00.000-07:002007-08-22T23:13:45.679-07:00The pig week.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/Rs0kzNQlzpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_ZoM6ZrBaUU/s1600-h/DSC01553.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/Rs0kzNQlzpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_ZoM6ZrBaUU/s400/DSC01553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101774415031815826" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/Rs0kt9QlzoI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XLGrAdnMyOo/s1600-h/DSC01551.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/Rs0kt9QlzoI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XLGrAdnMyOo/s400/DSC01551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101774324837502594" /></a><br />With the working week here the girls haven't been getting much time with me to model. Don't worry, they've been fed. Here they are enjoying their piles of hay and a cleaned house. Seems like the Cantaloupe is getting old in their books. They got some nice red pepper yesterday. Tonight just red and green lettuce. I let them stretch their gams in the extend-o pen all day today. <br />I wonder are they happy living this bizarre life cooped up together in my house, with all their needs met but no herd and no predators to run from? So I chased them around a little today. <br />Then, I wondered if I am happy leading this bizarre life cooped up in my little apartment living this life - is this what god intended for them, for me? I guess so, because here we are.White Slug #1http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510473288458714136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142049374006520702.post-34229994880976952572007-08-20T14:34:00.000-07:002007-08-20T14:42:06.123-07:00Not that hungry today<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsoKatQlznI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CKP-eyegRos/s1600-h/DSC01549.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsoKatQlznI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CKP-eyegRos/s400/DSC01549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100900981892566642" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsoKW9QlzmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RDPtni3D9NU/s1600-h/DSC01545.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsoKW9QlzmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RDPtni3D9NU/s400/DSC01545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100900917468057186" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsoKQNQlzlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/n5RIIDHBWdk/s1600-h/DSC01544.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsoKQNQlzlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/n5RIIDHBWdk/s400/DSC01544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100900801503940178" /></a><br /><br />They must've had too much to eat late last night with all that cantalope rind, because they just about ignored thier guinea pig salad this am. Roxie preferred to eat this block of wood, and gloria chose to nap instead. I woke her for this pic.White Slug #1http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510473288458714136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142049374006520702.post-79231812298307726142007-08-19T11:14:00.000-07:002007-08-19T11:18:26.272-07:00Cantalope Again!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsiJbNQlzjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4PEEm41v5uQ/s1600-h/DSC01543.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsiJbNQlzjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4PEEm41v5uQ/s400/DSC01543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100477678505807410" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsiJWNQlziI/AAAAAAAAAFM/L3Y9akAzHaU/s1600-h/DSC01541.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsiJWNQlziI/AAAAAAAAAFM/L3Y9akAzHaU/s400/DSC01541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100477592606461474" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsiJQNQlzhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3R7MQxUHBC8/s1600-h/DSC01533.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsiJQNQlzhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3R7MQxUHBC8/s400/DSC01533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100477489527246354" /></a><br />The girls were running all over the place this morning popcorning and foraging. I was lazing in and didn't get up till 9:30 - knowing there was no lettuce to give them, or anything else for that matter. So I hotfooted it out for some limp lettuce - 89 cents a head - and an apple at Fanny's market. Then their friend and my neighbor LH donated some CANTALOPE RINDS!!! their new fav for a special treat. YUM!White Slug #1http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510473288458714136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142049374006520702.post-13830315235599952002007-08-18T10:37:00.000-07:002007-08-18T10:44:18.757-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RscutdQlzfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/g7uqogTiG-s/s1600-h/DSC01526.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RscutdQlzfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/g7uqogTiG-s/s400/DSC01526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100096461503581682" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RscuntQlzeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/SngeJuTfw3c/s1600-h/DSC01523.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;"src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RscuntQlzeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/SngeJuTfw3c/s400/DSC01523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100096362719333858" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/Rscug9QlzdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hgrt-6lhWpo/s1600-h/DSC01525.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;"src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/Rscug9QlzdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hgrt-6lhWpo/s400/DSC01525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100096246755216850" /></a><br />Gloria and Roxie got a really nice ripe peach this morning. They didn't know what to make of it. I don't think they like soft fruit that doesn't crunch much. I thought it was perfect, as the rest of it was my breakfast too.<br />Then roxie wondered if the camera was edible.<br />They both investigate the new metallic food.White Slug #1http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510473288458714136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142049374006520702.post-24630528880942964262007-08-17T22:50:00.001-07:002007-08-17T23:15:23.066-07:00Gloria and Roxie are eating<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsaJVdQlzaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/cFsABGLxekM/s1600-h/rox2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsaJVdQlzaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/cFsABGLxekM/s400/rox2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099914629768138146" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsaJOdQlzZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/e63nMj-ESzI/s1600-h/glo2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pnstFBn6qgI/RsaJOdQlzZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/e63nMj-ESzI/s400/glo2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099914509509053842" /></a><br />Most of the time, this is what they are doing. <br /><br />Tonight, what's on the menu? Cilantro, Green leaf lettuce and Watermelon. They are discovering summer fruits again, and went crazy for cantalope this week.White Slug #1http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510473288458714136noreply@blogger.com