Ta. Well last night Bert went straight into Brian. After racing round under the bed like a mad thing, Brian decided to take matters into his own hands, he got behind Bert & humped away (Bert was most nonchalent with this), Bert raced about, with Brian in tow. They stopped in front of me as I sat keeping watch, they sniffed, then Brian started humping again…Berts head this time. I took Bum away, and picked up Bert to pop him back in his cage, & my arm was covered in a nice wet splodge! Oh the joys of perseverance!!

Brian is indeed fixed, a few weeks back.  Sent me grey that did, I can tell you.  No sleep for days, and when I did sleep I slept under the bed with the Bum.  Why???  Well we had a REALLY hot Friday a little while ago, I get a call from the vet to say all went well and Bum was up and eating and having a cuddle.  About an hour before I was due to leave work and pick him up they phone again, to say they were very concerned and were keeping him in as his temperature had shot up and he was panting excessively.  They had a fan on him and were monitoring him.  I couldn’t believe it…my Bri!!!  I told them that he got very hot last summer and the best thing they could do was to put bottles of frozen water in with him (seeing the amount they were charging the least they could do was find frozen/chilled something..anything!).  The next hour was awful, the boyfriend was livid!!  Decided we weren’t going to WAIT for them to ring, so we went straight to the vet’s.  They hadn’t listened to my advice and it was quite obvious their "fan to cool him down" was as good as useless.  My god, I was horrified when I saw him.  They said it would be better if we took him home as he MAY feel more comfortable, relaxed in his own home, but gave us the emergency number "just in case".   He seemed to be aware of us being there and his panting seemed to slow down somewhat, but when we got him home..his eyes bulged, he wasn’t aware of anything around him…I seriously thought I’d lost him. 

He managed to move himself after an hour!..I spent the next 3 hours keeping watch, only turning my back once to get the only thing that was suitable & cold enough to lay against him – a bottle of wine!!  I wrapped up icecubes and stroked them from his nose, his ears and all over his back. and stuffed the freezer full of wet cloths, bottles of water.  The only food I could tempt him with was grapes, of which he sloppily and thoroughly enjoyed.  Thankfully he slowly made a recovery, but it was well over a week before I felt safe enough to sleep properly, without worrying he couldn’t get any water, etc etc..And I knew he was FINALLY ok when he leapt up onto the cushions for a cuddle.  And the vet was suitably impressed as he hadn’t bitten out a single stitch.  My boy!!  lol   

And now, a little while on……he’s even more precious than before, and even more demanding of a night for his nose/head rubs, and the last week he’s been chattering away as he’s stroked, which i can only liken the sound to someone with gummy false teeth. 

Things will definitely NOT be this easy with baby Bean!!!!!!!  lolol 

 I’m still not 100% convinced at the vet’s diagnostics as the baby bean’s pop-up bit was exactly between a wee wee & a hoo hoo. 

I moved the Bean’s cage into our bedroom Saturday and let Bean out every so often.  Last night Bean made it impossible for anyone to get any sleep. desperate to get out as though a life depended on it.  This morning, we opened the cage so Bean could have a run before work, HOW excited sHe was to be free and with her compadre..jumped straight into Brian’s cage (sHE follows him round wherever he goes, poor Brian even gets a little shadow when he pops into his litter box).  Brian was most unconcerned with the invasion, so I went into the living room to get ready for work.  All was quiet, TOO quiet, so we went to check, and there they were lying side by side under the bed!

The terrible two…

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Hmmm, I’m not so sure about Baby Bean being cute. Brian seems to be quite happy letting Bean hump his head and use Brian’s cage as his own. After hoiking Bean out several times this morning, and removing said Bean from the Bumstar’s head this morning, I then found them under the bed together sprawled out (I guess Brian is perfectly fine with Bean being the boss for a while). I did get under the bed with them last night just to ensure they were ok together. Bean raced around binkying like mad with Brian looking on unamused, Bean kept nudging underneath Brian then flopping down (I’ll put pics on at some point), but as soon as Brian moved Bean followed. A couple of times Brian decided enough was enough and it was time for a lie down in peace, but Bean appeared at Bum’s side and flaked out next to him. Needless to say Bri moved elsewhere!

How have other’s found bonding 2 males? What concerns me is Brian’s willingness to have this little Beany thing humping his head. After all, Brian has been “head of the household” for god knows how long, and knows his territorial boundaries, but now he’s got this little pain in the arrus leaping over everything of his. If he really objected he would let it be known….wouldn’t he?

My mood today is RAAR!!  After a day decorating yesterday and tidying the place, putting on the NEW bedding etc, my two boys getting on so well is somewhat again RAAR!!!  Weeny Bean & Brian are now "The Terrible Two".  Where one goes, the other is not far behind.  Which in itself is adorable, but NOT when Brian is litter trained and Bean isn’t…YES THE NEW BEDDING!  The boyfriend called me into the bedroom 2 nights ago…and there was Bum spread out asleep on my side of the bed, with Bean leaping about.  When I get to bed myself (thinking all was well and Bean was safely caged), a awake to a wet poop in my hair, which had been cleverly concealed a few hours earlier and gone undetected by the boyfriend on his dozing off.  Hence all bedding changed, HOW the Bean got on the bed, i’ve no idea as i’d blocked it all off  but thoroughly enjoying something on tv, a grumpybugger appeared at the door ranting about how Bean had peed on the bed.  (The night before, he said Bean had PURPOSELY jumped up and knocked over his water, this pleased me no end until i discovered it was on MY pillow)  ROAR!!!  but how can you be mad when this is what normally confronts you……?….. 

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Guinea Pig’s are SOOOO lovely.  I read so many things that say not to pair a rabbit & and a piggy, and yet when I was younger it was thought to be an ideal pairing.  (we had a winnypig called Lizzie, & from what i remember she used to poop in an upturned milkcrate).  Is your piggy litter trained?  (no don’t tell me, as I’ll end up having to go and get another friend for the Bum!! )  I had a mouse who used to live in with my rats, QUITE happy they all were.  Was quite a sight when Egg and William (little boy mouse) had babies.  The rats took on mothering these things that looked like "cockles" and they’d all curl up together.