Our Beautiful Bear

It is with the saddest heart I have to write the words we all dread. We have lost our dear, sweet, cuddly Bear.

How could it be just a few days ago when I was spring cleaning the Piggery accompanied by a noisy rumbly thundering noise – it was Bear, zooming back and forth, popcorning with gleeful pleasure. And Saturday morning, while we ate our breakfast in the piggery, there she was bouncing hither and yon, checking each and every tunnel and bed. A cuddle Saturday evening while we watched a DVD, one eye on me and one on Pixie snuggled on Fairy’s daddy’s lap. Sunday morning brought more dashes and a game of ‘follow my leader’, Fairy being the one in the front, Bear bringing up the rear.

At 3pm that afternoon Bear seemed a little sleepy. By 7pm it was obvious Bear was having problems, and by midnight we knew this wasn’t going to end well.

Bear left peacefully, with both of us stroking her, at 4.20am.

Dear Bear, the best pig-sister Fairy could have asked for, and also a very close pig-sister to Pixie – they were the best of friends, always side by side. She spent two Christmases with us, and although her time here was just not long enough it was packed with fun, happiness and love.

They bring us so much joy, and Bear did that in overflowing sacks full, and they give so much love – and then they break your heart.

Our dear and much loved beautiful Bear, we loved you so much x x x x

 

Fairy Goes A-carrolling!

It would appear that The Big Day is nearly upon us – the time when all good little piggies get lots of extra cuddles and lots of love. Much like any other day then! However, there is a catch to this Big Day. Mummy says, that for no good reason I can see, we have to carry out a family tradition  and ‘sing for our supper’.

Our Mousie friends are the perfect captive audience in their festively decorated Mouse House. So, with the errr ‘assistance’ of Pixie and Bear, here goes . . .

‘Ding dong piggywigs on high’ – No, no, no – you’re singing flat Bear. Let’s try another carol.

‘We three pigs of’ – No, no, no! Sound as if you mean it Pixie. Another!

‘O come all ye piggies, joyful and pop-corn-ing’. NO!
Not that one . . . this one. It goes something like this:

 

‘I saw three pigs and mousies too

Eating lots of salad stew

Oh what a very odd to do,

On Christmas Eve, in the morning.

 

Oh, here we come a-pop-corn-ing,

Among the salad leaves so green;

Oh, here we come a-pop-corn-ing,

On Christmas Eve, in the morning’.

 

Hummmph, probably could do with a tiny, little bit of polishing!

Right, after me, from the top, give it everything, big breath in, sing from your diagram, and other musical type instructions and what have you.

Errr Pixie, while Fairy waves her baton about in an ever more frenetically random circles, let’s go see what Mr Bear has been up to?

Looks suspiciously like it might be Sherry Time!

Sniff, sniff. Oh no! Just as I suspected. As if it wasn’t bad enough having one secret Sherry slurper around here – looks like he’s got company.

Ooooer – my head hurts. And why is everything starting to spin?

Mr Bear has the right idea – time to go horizontal!

Oh goodness gracious. Where on earth has that pesky pawed Pixie got to I ask myself?

Ooooof, splutter, splutter, spluff. Pixie – enough of your unseemly drunk and disorderly type behavior, thank you very much!

Thank goodness everything gets back to normal tomorrow!!!!

Fairy’s New Three Piece!

Oh hello! Has my new three piece been delivered?

Good! Oh whooo! It’s lovely and pink, my favourite colour.

Now then you two, I will spell this out for you – it says FAIRY, that means ME!

This means this is the place where I will sit – not YOU, Bear, or YOU, Pixie, if you don’t mind.

Allow me to demonstrate.

Yes, it is very comfy indeed . . . can we get the removal men in to move it into my house?

Psst! Bear, do you think it really does say ‘FAIRY’? It might SAY Fairy when it really means BEAR.

Well, this armchair suits me just fine, Pixie! It may not be quite my size but it will do.

Err, excuse me, Bear, but I see the cushion has been squashed down on MY CHAIR!

You will have to wait until I have finished my snack before I come and sort you out. I may be a few minutes . . . !

Happy Easter Bunny-Pigs!

Hello there my lovelies.

Mummy says it’s Easter – time for another of my splendiferous set-piece photo portrait type heirloom thingies. As it’s Easter Mummy wants us to be all good and colourful and very well behaved – no problems there then! I’ve recruited a clutch of fluffy chicks to make up the numbers. I can’t help but notice that everything looks all under control though. Is there something missing?

Oh yes of course, my pesky little(!) pigsisters. Here they come. It was never going to be straight forward was it?

‘I say Pixie, I don’t think much to that droopy looking salad’

‘Don’t panic Bear, I’ll check to see if Fairy has hidden some tasty treats behind here.’

‘Egg-celent idea, Pixie.’

‘The weather looks nice for the time of year, Bear – all that sun will get the salad growing nicely – Yum.’

Never mind grazing out the window Pixie, get your bottoms over here pronto for an Easter family portrait.

‘Hummph, call this a snack Bear? I suppose it will have to do.’

‘I’ve nearly finish all of mine Pixie – time to sneak off to pastures new.’

Goodness me – what a kerfuffle. Lucky I had ordered a couple well behaved and very photogenic chicklets, Basil and Dill, to help me look all photogenic and everything.

Happy Easter everyone!

A Right Royal Occasion!

Hello my darlings. I wonder what unalloyed joys today has in store for me?

Oh yes, I remember – I am off to The Palace for an audience with some major Royals. How jolly nice for them!

 

Good day, ma’am, your ladyship, Princess Anastasia Teacake. Nice place you have here.

When do we eat?

Oh and Crown Prince Roland Butter too! Delighted I’m sure.

Wow – now that’s what I call a cucumber sandwich – i’m going to like it here.

Umm, Anastasia my love, I rather thought we were supposed to be the big wigs round here. Shouldn’t Fairy be curtseying or bowing or at least saving something for us to eat?

Now see here Crown Prince Rowland Butter or whatever your name is, let’s get something straight shall we? Fairy is The Boss and when she is hungry, she eats. Is that clear? Good! Now isn’t it time to introduce me to The Minor Royals? They might want to give me a lovely present or two!

Prince Macca Roon and Princess Victoria Sponge! How sweeeeeeet! That really takes the cake. Sounds like they were named by Marie Antoinette!

I’m reminded of the excellent advice about having your cake and eating some salad – or something equally perplexing but vaguely food related. Time for a smackerel!

Hummph – as you all know, I’m not one to complain, but if this is supposed to be tea, I might just start!

Oh well, might as well clear the plates – waste not, want . . . a bit more!

Well, that was very, err, dainty.

Oh, you are expecting a happy event your Princesship? Humm – could be another snack perhaps?

A special delivery! This must be it – Yum.

Oh goodness me – it was ‘THAT’ sort of happy event!

More mouths to feed, oh dear.

They are adorable, I suppose.

You invited me here for a special reason, your Princeship? Do tell?

You want me to be the ‘Fairy Godmummy’ to Princlet Rolly Polly and Princesslet Sue Flae?

Oh, what a lovely surprise. I am delighted to accept.

 

I was going to suggest we celebrate the happy event with a jolly good slap-up feed. But, it looks like I’m going to need to call up some reinforcements.

Where are Bear and Pixie when I need them?

I knew that!

Fairy always insists that she is accompanied by her special emergency reserve salad supply, when out and about onmanoeuvres, Pixie.

Looks like we were just in time then, Bear! I can’t spot a single spare lettuce.

Right everybody – you all look pretty while I tidy away this messy salad.

Perfect end to a perfect right royal day – burp – pardon!

 

It’s MY Big Day!

Hello there my adoring Fairy Fans. Today is an even more special day in the Piggery calendar than usual – It’s VALENTINES DAY!

I wonder what tokens of everlasting love have winged their way from far flung corners of the globe to my cuddle cup?

Judging by all the excitement the postman’s made a delivery!

 

Errr, Bear, what’s this Valentine’s Day thingy about then?

Ummm, that’s easy Pixie – no idea! But if I’m not very much mistaken, it involves presents and therefore a strong likelihood of tasty treats too.

 

Quick, while Fairy gets herself all beautified, let’s check what’s snackable in here?

I say Pixie, steady on there. I rather suspect that that there packaged was addressed to little ole’ me.

Stand back – Fairy coming through.

Goodness me – there are tasty treats! I’d better tell Bear quick, while Fairy pontificates about something or other.

Bear, you should have seen it. More gloriously hearty mouthfuls than you could shake a piggy butt at.

Time to hatch a cunning wheeze type plan.

Fairy – why don’t you check to see who sent this wonderful Valentines Day tribute, while we tidy up.

Hummmph – tidy up? I can’t help thinking those pesky twosome are up to something.

Now, let me see. Oh yes, this wonderful card was sent by my gorgeous boarfriends Gomez, Frederick, Ernie, Humphrey, Vincent, Oscar, Elmo and Herman, and posted by their Pig-Mummy, Auntie Pyretta. A jolly great big thank you to them.

What on earth is all that chomping noise coming from behind the card? I can hardly hear myself read!!!!!

 

Ha, those two will need to get up earlier in the afternoon if they want to out smart Fairy. I cunningly deployed a decoy packet of substitute tasteless treats. So while those two greedy piglets have a snooze to recover, I get to nibble the real pressie packet all to myself AND – I get to wear a trendy hat too!

Oh, I do love Valentine’s Day – almost as much as I love all of you! xxxxxx

Fairy And the Snowpig!

Look! I have taken advantage of the recent abundant snowfall and built my very own snowpig!

Yikes! he’s a scary fellow!

Let me see . . . hum, very tasty!

He smells funny, Pixie!

Is he here to stay, do you know, Fairy?

NO! He isn’t staying! he couldn’t if he tried.
Line up quick, everyone, time for a group photo before he melts away!

 

 

Treats For All!

It is that time of year for our two new arrivals to be introduced to the noble tradition of posing for a Christmas family portrait. Unfortunately, not all Piggies are as co-operative and naturally adept as Fairy!

Here’s Bear to explain . . .

Oooooo-errrrr, don’t look now – I must be dreaming. Treats keep materialising above my head as if by magic!

Oh . . . maybe it’s Santa coming to our house early. A practice run, maybe?

I’d better keep this to myself.

Oh-ho! I thought it was too good to be true – Pixie heard my munchy noises!

Oh for goodness sakes, Fairy’s in on it now! And there was hardly enough for a decent mouthful anyway!

An Early Christmas Gift for Fairy!

Well hello there my loyal followers. As you will all know by now, I take great pride in my appearance and personal grooming. To maintain the impossibly high standards I have established I rely on only the very best and efficacious products. So it was with great excitement that I opened today’s post and out popped a brand new Gorgeous Guineas Shampoo from one of my many Secret Admirers, Digger – and even better, it was an extra special Christmas Spice variety – BLISS!!!!

So come on Mummy – it’s pampering Fairy time.

Hurry along there – is the bath water ready yet?

Ooooooh – just the right temperature – lovely.

And now for the moment I’ve all been waiting for – the Shampoo!

Tee-hee! You are tickling my toes Mummy – very fetching they look too I might add.

That’s it, give me a good rub down for that fashionable ‘I just chewed through an electric cable, look’

Brrrruuuuhhhhhhhhzzzup!

This is my amazing ‘Levitating Fairy’ trick!

This part is the best bit ever!

Hummmph – I thought there would be the odd snack or two during my session.

That’s me all primped and preened. Now for some fun – it’s Bear and Pixie time.

To save water (and my bestest ever shampoo) they are having their bath together!

Mmm! Pixie, do you like the nice Christmassy aroma from MY shampoo?! Not too much Mummy.

Be a big girl, Bear (oh! You ARE!), the fur drier doesn’t hurt that much!

This has to be the best ever Gorgeous Guineas Shampoo – thank you, Digger!

We ALL smell lovely and Christmassy now, and feels as smooth as silk!

A Day At The Pig Spa!

Are YOU looking for the perfect pampurring session for your piggy? Look no further.

My recently opened Fairy’s Very Posh Piggery Pig Spa offers ALL the very latest in modern spa type beauty treatments – with light lunches and snacks included for VIP’s (Very Important Pigs). To avoid paw stomping disappointment, advance booking is highly advisable.

If traveling from outside the UK, we suggest a one way ticket – the management reserve the right to pignap the piggy if they (and me) take a liking to them.

Here’s my de luxe Pig Spa treatment room, within the brand new, architect designed Piggery complex.

Incorporating a floatation bath, temperature controlled drying device, vibrating massage chair, fluffy towels and featuring luxury products from the world renowned range of Gorgeous Guineas Shampoos.

Right! Enough of all that nonsense, bring on the clients! Who’s first? (as if we didn’t know!!!!)

Stand aside – Fairy first!

Hummm yes, a nice relaxing session in the posh new floatation tank, it’s the piggy’s whiskers.

And you even get a bit of peace and privacy from the paparazzi.

Yes, we don’t want just anyone seeing me in the bath!

Another rinse required Mummy. Lovely.

Oh yes – you can’t beat a good wafting session with a furdryer.

Time to take it easy in this gently vibrating massage chair . . .

With integral snacks! And lots of them. Who’s next then Mummy?

WHAT? ME? Errrrrrrr, I don’t think so. I can’t swim, and besides . . .

Oooooooh – it’s actually quite nice!!!! Can I have one of those head and ear massage rubs now please, Mummy?

This personalised body wrap treatment is designed to slim and contour my fur coat. Not that it needs it you understand.

That was BRILLIANT! Who’s next then?

Me, me! Superstar model in waiting and celebrity wannabe – Pixie.

I like this Gentle Pamper Tension Busting Body Wrap.

Have you taken LOTS of photos of me looking cute Mummy?

Goodness! Who turned this massage chair on to full ppppppppppppower?

I’m ready for my custom coat styling now. Can you make me have a curly Texel style coat, please?

It’s lovely in here. I feel all relaxed and pampered.

My tummy feels a little rumbly though, it must be time for a snackette.

Well chums, you all look very beautiful too – almost as beautiful as moi.

What a super day at the Fairy Piggery Spa! With any luck, we can have another session tomorrow!

 

 

 

 

We’ve Moved!

My Mummy says patience is a virtue, whatever that is supposed to mean. She has been wait, wait, waiting 15 very odd years for a super dooper bespoke Piggery. Hummmph – that seems like a very long wait indeed, poor Mummy. I suppose you would need to be very patient and very virtuous to wait all that time. Funny really as I have never thought of Mummy as being patient before! For little me, Pixie and Bear, the wait hasn’t been quite so long – just a short week of total discombobulating disruption and it is done!

Tra-la!

We’re IN! And about time too, if you ask me.

Muuuuuuumy! Come on in, it’s great!

There’s loads to see.

Hurry along Bear, we’ve been over there, it’s this way next. Keep up, Pixie!

This is our dining room area. Not exactly ample – but it will do!

Looks as if all this salad could do with a bit of a tidy up . . .

That will be a job for me then . . . nom nom . . . mmm. Jolly hard work all this munching, but very tasty!

Hay up Pixie! This looks just the ticket.

Oh yes indeed, some jolly nice sweet smelling meadow hay.

And there’s room for the three of us – just! Only the best for Fairy and her gang.

Now what else do I need to investigate?

Phewee! What a squeeze.

I’ll leave Fairy to it . . .

. . . while I selflessly help tidy up this little heap of grass someone thoughtlessly dumped here.

I really like our new Piggery Mummy.

Is there anymore grass clearing jobbies for me to do?

Yawn, stretch and another yawn for good luck. Now, did I hear someone mention GRASS?

Stand aside – there’s a Bear loose about this hoose!

Let me know when the next grass delivery arrives. I just need to test this bed thingy out for comfiness. Prod, poke, pummel – perfect!

While I am busy doing that, you can view the picture gallery. See how many of our ancestors you can spot.

Everyone’s up there. From Great Great Grandma Mildred Mittens, to the amazing Great Auntie Mavis. And don’t forget those wonderfully woolly twins, Mabel and Wilma. And look, there’s Auntie Matilda, Auntie Mary and dear Auntie Marigold and Mariella.

And look, there’s Big Wilma!

I say, listen up everyone! We LOVE our new Piggery.

Three cheers for the architect (my Mummy), the organiser (my daddy) and the clever joinery type men, Mark and Alan! But a very big thank you to all those Piggies who have empowered us all over the years with their love, characters and inspiration. The Piggery is dedicated to you all.

Pixie And Bear’s Big Break!

Oooooh, errrr, howdy Fairy Fans. Fairy has decided that the time has come for us budding young starlets to write and star in our very first story – so here goes.

Ready Pixie?

Ready! Ready Bear?

Ready! Roll em!

Well I could be wrong, but it looks to me as if it must be nearly Teatime.

Yum – grass – our favourite. And there’s plenty for everyone. Tuck in.

Actually Bear, nomm, nomm, shouldn’t we, nommm, nommm be sharing some of this with Fairy?

Too late, the grass has nearly all gone.  Or it will have when I’ve swiped this last bit.

Ooooops! Pixie – where IS her Ladyship?

On a soft, snuggly blanket, not too far away . . . zzzzzzzzZZZZZ

What’s that Bear? There has been a catastrophic under supply in the grass department?

If tremulous tantrums of epic Fairy proportions are to be avoided you had better go and get Daddy – NOW.

Oh yes. You can always rely on Daddy to dish Fairy sized helpings of teatime salad.

That Pixie and Bear may well be young and eager, but they still have a lot to learn, and I will always be the real star!

Burp (pardon!)