Pack It In, Fairy!

Is this our new salad bowl, Daddy? It’s not exactly ‘ample’ is it?

It came in a jolly big box though. Hummm, this could be quite useful.

Actually, I have just formulated a brilliant and cunning plan, and this box will be ideal for its furtherance.

Daddy, we need to discuss this in private, please.

Can you give me a helping paw to get out please? Thank you very muchly.

Now, it’s time to activate . . . Operation ‘Postie”. Ma-ha-ha-haa etc *DEMONIC LAUGHTER*

Oh my whiskers, Bear! I’m not sure I like the look of this.

I think Fairy is going to post us back to Auntie Wendi! Boo Hoo.

Yikes! I think you are right Pixie.

I say, Hello, HELLO! Can someone come quick and jolly well rescue us NOW this minute, Please?!

Hehe! I was only teasing!

I wouldn’t ever send my new pig sisters back to Bonnie Scotland – I love them, loads, even if they do eat all my salad!


I wonder where Mummy keeps the Postage Stamps. Tee Hee!!!


A Cosy Cavy!

Hello there my adoring friends – I know what you are thinking.

You are thinking, ‘Doesn’t Fairy look Soooooo Sweeeeeet in her cosy, white-dot-on-green-grass-look-a-like wrapper-upper blankie device’!

And you are right! I DO look sweet, SO SWEET! ‘Cos it says so!

Well anyway, it was nice for you to see me test driving my new comfortatory device but if you don’t mind, I would like some personal, piggy privacy, please . . .

while I have a crafty 40+ winks or so!

2 hours later . . . zzzzzZZZZZZ

Oh-ho! What’s that? An earthquake? Or maybe even two earthquakes! Hmmmh, I wonder . . .

Ooooh! Pixie, sit still and keep very quiet. Don’t even breathe!

We don’t want a freshly woken and therefore probably very cantankerous Fairy to spot us, now do we?!

Driving Fairy Round The Bend!

Crikey Bear. Is this . . . it can’t be?!

It IS Pixie! We are IN Fairy’s very own legendary super car!

You drive, Pixie, I will try to keep these pesky hitch-hiker type Mousies in order.

Oh-ho! I knew it was too good to last! Looks like we have another passenger, Bear.

I’d like to see you try to keep Fairy in order!

Ooooh errr, what will Fairy say when she sees I am in the driving seat?

It’s okay – it was high time I had my own chauffeur.

Right you two – are we nearly there yet? Don’t worry if you get a bit lost Pixie, I make a jolly good pig-nav.

At the next junction . . . follow the signs for the salad!

C’mon, Pixie, get your paw down!

Oh move over Pixie. Let me show you how it’s done!

Parp-parp! Make way, the Fairy-mobile is coming through! Next stop – supper!

Bags ‘o’ Treats!

Line up, line up . . . form an orderly queue!

Oh, ok, let’s just get stuck in then!

Nom, nom, nom . . . PIXIE, did you just BURP?

No! I am far too polite!

Do you like my hay hat . . .  followers of fashion would say it’s fascinating!!

It’s seems very quiet . . . has anyone seen Bear?

Here I am, coming up for air!

This bag of hay is the tastiest ever!


Thank you very much, Auntie Wendi and Uncle Martyn at Thistle Cavies Rescue for our very special treats.

We love them all – and we love YOU!



Pixie Goes Where Others Fear To Tread!

What! Where are you two off to then?

Shhh! Don’t tell Fairy, I’ll just check in here for her secret salad stash!


Hummmph – looks very cosy. Perhaps I’ll just sneak in for a crafty little snoozlet.

Oh, there you are Fairy, at last. I was just going to keep it warm for you – honest.

Have you heard of the saying, “Butter wouldn’t melt”?


Jolly nice salad, chef! Thanks!

Hum . . . it all looks quite a lot for little me!


Oh good, here’s some help in the shape of a Bear!


Hehe! And I knew a little Pixie would be willing to help out!


C’mon girls, tuck in!


Crumbs! Looks like Pixie doesn’t need any help with the salad, Bear.


No! Just give me 5 minutes and I’ll have this little lot cleared away!

Nom, Nom, NOM!!

A Sunday Jaunt!

Hello – is there room in there for little ‘un?


Oh okay then. what with my mighty strength and magic Fairy-Powers I will soon have this wagon rolling.

Heave . . . oh just a grass-picking minute, they must be joking.
But don’t worry, we already have a man-powered engine on paw.

DAAAAADDY? Come on now, give us a push can you, and hurry up about it. My new pig sisters are not going to sit still for much longer!

That’s just the ticket – hold on tight everyone while we zoom round the garden!


Great! That went well.

I think we ALL enjoyed the high speed bit – we should do this EVERY Sunday, what do you think, Pixie . . . Pixie, are you ok?!

Oh dear, the youngsters of today,  they can’t stand the pace!