Fairy In Print!

Oh my whiskers! I am in PRINT! My sweet and pretty face is adorning a page or two of this marvellous guide aimed at young ‘uns, telling them what’s what with caring for us V.I.P’s! It is told by Parsley Pig (and written by Briony Isaacs) and features lots of celebratory piggies from all around the world. It really is jolly wonderful!

Look! here’s my house and everything – Pixie and Bear are on that other page too!

As if that wasn’t enough popcorn inducing excitement for one day then what about THIS – a new cuddle-up-bed, fresh from the sewing machine of Cavy Couture.

It’s got a roll up back to keep the draughts at bay, and to hide Famous Fairy (from the autograph hunters when they come looking!)

What’s that? Did someone mention . . .

FOOD?! Thank you, waiter!

You would think a one-new-bed day would be enough for any deserving piggy, but this day has turned out to be extra, extra special – here’s ANOTHER new bed. It’s a high back too, and like my lovely ladybird bed, it has been made especially suitably sized for petite, dainty little moi!¬†And rather cosy it is too.

What the . . . BEAR! There is no easy way to say this but you are not quite the right size for my new bed!

Someone – Bear is stretching my new bed! Can you come quick and scoop her up before she does irreparable damage?!

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And It’s Night-Night From Me!

Here I am again. Would you believe some nosey friends asked my mum recently ‘Where does Fairy sleep’? As if that is anyone’s business but my own. I will tell you anyway, but only if you are nosey enough to read on . . .

First off the important bits – getting me fed! This photo was from a while ago, didn’t I look cute? I still do I expect.

Once my tummy is suitably filled I get my superior Daddy-cuddles.

Then it’s into my bedroom where I find supper has been laid out along with a tasty heap of hay – and my jolly yummy snack bowl has been topped up with the finest super-snacks! All present and correct then.

Oh and look here, some fresh grass. Could life get any more perfect?

On goes my handy keep-Fairy-free-from-draughts device . . .

. . . then another little back rub! I like this best best!

Into position now, a heated underblanket and the warm stove . . .

. . . and a bit of distance between moi and that pesky pair, Pixie and Bear.
Peace at last! Night-night!

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Santa’s Coming!

Right everyone, get snuggled in. Mummy says it’s not too long to go now before Santa will be nipping down our chimney (why he can’t use the door like everyone else is beyond me!), so we had better start to be all good and everything.
That’s it Mariella, get the sherry and mince pie all ready for Santa and his reindeer.

Just checking my Fairy-Fairy is all attached properly – perfect!

Oh, do sit still over there Marigold.
NO Mariella, you can NOT sample the sherry. I don’t care what Reverend Mr Bear says.

Lights out now and time for pre-Christmas sleeps . . .

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Fairy tries her hand at Inventing!

Oh, hello there! I am just having some quality time with my Daddy.
Can you just scritch a bit higher Daddy? Down a bit . . . . up a bit! Oooh! That’s really perfect!
What a lovely, jolly useful Daddy.

What’s that, Daddy? You are going away for a couple of days? Eeeeeeek! WHEN exactly? Oh heck, how inconsiderate. That means I won’t get my full quota of daily back rubs.

Now then Fairy – don’t panic. Let me see . . . time to consult my little book of brilliant inventions. It has all the answers!

Right then, quiet please, I am going to be exceptionally busy in my little workshop.
If you all promise to sit still and keep quiet, you can watch, learn and wonder.
Pay attention now!

I just need to gather some of my trusty tools . . .

They are kept in this jolly useful biscuit tin type contrivance – pity there isn’t a sustaining snack or two in there too. All this inventing is jolly hard work and hungry tum making.

First, you need to draw up lots of green prints, complex plans, detailed drawings of what it is you are going to invent and all complicated things like that. Leonardo De Pigggy got all his very best ideas from me!
Lots of scrunched up balls of paper make it look like you have had loads of very Good Ideas. More good ideas than you could shake an antique measuring type stick at!

Yuk! Get this nasty bit of wood thingy off my head top – everyone knows guinea pigs hate shavings!

Right, just let me consult my inventing book again . . .

Oh yes! Now for the really tricky part . . . for this bit you need some suitable stand-in handy type wotsits – just like these –

They need to be pink, just like Daddy hands. Just a mo, I must perform my handy-stand-in suitability test.
They need to be able to perform perfect pats – just like this. Check!

But what about these pudgy finger ends? Will they pass the highly technical itchy-scritchyness test?

Mummmmmy! Can you put the pesky batteries in so I can get my invention all road tested.

I’m all braced and ready! You can turn them on now please Mummy – soon as you like.

Oh yes! This is all very nice and ‘Rubbery’!

The finger tip action is just the job, giving my shoulders a nice relaxing rub. And yes – this invention does have a proper patent and everything – that’s what makes it so shiny.

I can’t help but think there’s something missing though . . . .

Watch-it! Now they really do look like my real Daddy with time on his hands.

What do you reckon, Mummy? I think my new prototype invention type thingy is just like the real thing – but a lot quieter.

I will miss my real Daddy’s handy scritches . . . but these super duper Fairy flippers will be just the job for a day or two, I suppose.
Now, about my dinner . . .

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Taking Stock!

Some of you lucky people who follow my antics on the super-duper Guinea Lynx Forum will recall the recent excitement when I held a little competition to guess how many beds, cosies, hideys and houses and things I had acquired.

Here’s how it all came about.

Gather round, make yourselves comfy as I announce the winner of the Grand – Fairy Gives Away A Treasured Possession – Competition.

The judges have conferred, double checked, rubbed their eyes and started all over again – but at long last a proper, verified, official conclusion has been reached. I am happy to substantiate the result with genuine Photoshop free, photographic evidence proving conclusively what a truly well be-bedded, some would say thoroughly spoiled, (although I would argue that there is definitely room for extra spoilings) piggy I am, Iam.

In between weekend showers I sought out all the beds and things I could put my little fluffy paws on. After arranging them in a logical sequence on the lawn, I set out to record them with clip boards and special, complicated adding up type machines.

After feeding all the data into a specially commissioned bed-data-base the results are ready for your perusal – and I am delighted to announce – We have a WINNER!

Before I go any further though I will be happy to take you through the truly complicated procedure – we even had an Auditor/Daddy type person to ensure fair play and everything.

Zroooom. Right – lets get this competition on the lawn – time to get counting!

Yes! You can get off that rotund bottom and come and help too, Mariella.

1, 13, 7, 41, ssh – I’m COUNTING!

16, 3, 37, 49 . . . have you counted THAT one, Mariella?

45 . . . has anyone seen Marigold?

478 . . . is she hiding in there? Oh! Mariella! You made me loose count. Never mind . . . I’ll just carry on where I might have left off.

68, 72, 77, 108 . . . and that one makes 110!

Yes, that little one counts too.

Oh crikey . . . look at this little lot . . . 123, 125, 142, 156 . . . come on, Mariella, keep UP!

It’s no good, there isn’t time for a rest.

Look at all these spots, my poor brain . . . 158, 166, 168, 169, 188. Err, I might have counted one twice, so let’s say 190.

193, 195, 199 . . . big breath . . .

300!

Time for a rest . . . phew! I need a snack!

She is NOT giving MY bed away, Mariella. Let’s sit fast and try not to get involved – it must be time for some nibbles soon.

Nearly there now . . . 301, 423 . . .

This must be nearly the last one . . . 566 . . . probably.

Yep! All done! Did you manage to add them all up?

Just checking . . . psst where’s Daddy with the answer?
(Oh and this is YOUR last chance to guess how many before I reveal the total!)

Trumpet fanfare and all that sort of thing!

WELL DONE EVERYONE!

If it was up to me I would send ALL my friends a bed – especially the close guesses – Pennie (47) and Buffy (45) I personally think you should have a consolation prize. Well done, Snickers and Ouiser (42 and 43), Clover and Pixie (44 and 49) and Bella (48) and I thought your guess was good Patrick and Pebbles (249), I am going to make that my aim!

I know you will all be busy counting them up in the photo – and you’ll get 45! BUT . . . that little white fluffy pad is a bit hidden behind another bed! It WAS there on the day . . . so it IS 46! How did YOU do?

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