On the Green

The view from my desk, and the girls enjoying the grass

We've finally had some nice weather and I let the pigs out for the first time in the new place.  Their initial reactions were pretty funny.  Pinniped hadn't been outside since last fall and this was Cannoli's first experience with the great outdoors.  I had to lift them both out of the basket and onto the grass because they were too scared to hop out on their own.  Pinni, true to form, started to eat the grass as soon as her nose touched it, even before I had managed to put her feet on the ground!  Cannoli approached the whole thing in classic guinea pig style:  scared to death, but if there's any chance of dying, she'd prefer to die eating. 

I can't comment on the taste of the grass here, but it certainly looks a lot more lush and heartier than the stuff at our old place.  Although it was new grass and new sounds, Pinni quickly recognized this as outdoor time.  She lounged and ate as she pleased, and seemed quite content.  Cannoli was calm enough to eat as long as she was safely under cover, but was obviously wired when I tried to bring her back in the house.  I suspect it may take a few more outings before she adjusts to outdoor life.  I'm sure all of the sights, smells and sounds were a bit overwhelming.  Overall, it was a good first excursion.  I'm looking forward to having them out more often.

Rounding Rodent

Cannoli has hovered just under 1kg for a few weeks, but this weekend she hit 1021g.  She's not the little flyweight she was when we brought her home four months ago.  Our little pig has lost some of her swayback appearance now that she's filled out a bit.

It's hard to tell how much more Noli will grow.  I'm guessing she's not quite a year old, based on size and the shelter's guesstimates.  I believe Bertie and Pinniped hit their adult weight at about 14 months old.  Regardless, Cannoli has a couple hundred grams to go if she's going to rival Pinni's 1250 grams.

Noli has made a lot of progress adjusting to her new life since we've moved.  She often lets me reach in and pet her without running away and no longer hides in the shadows when treats arrive.  She's a good girl and no longer tries to break free of my grip when returning to the cage.  I was afraid the first few months that she'd hurt herself taking a flying leap from my hands.  She's still not quite sure what to make of lap-time, although she fidgets far less than Bertie or Pinni ever did.

Newbury Blueberries!

I headed up to my parent's house on Saturday to pick blueberries.  They have a single massive blueberry bush in their back yard; it must be 8 or 10 feet tall.  It produces a ton of berries each year.  They're tiny, like wild blueberries, and very flavorful.  They're great for cooking.  I try to make the pilgrimage for Newbury blueberries every year.

Top: Frozen berries, ready to bag
Bottom:  Bucket o' berries, and the last tray ready to freeze

My mother and I spent part of the early afternoon picking berries.  I brought home over ten cups of them.  Woot!  I can make lots of blueberry cakes and muffins from that.  After picking over the berries a few times, I spread them out on cloth-lined cookie sheets and froze them.  Once they're frozen, I stored them in Ziploc bags.  I'm all set for better baking weather (hmmm... maybe tonight!).

Outdoor Cooking

Ziti Lasagna on the back deck

It was too damn hot last week!  I didn't want to cook anything while the air conditioner was running.  But I had plans to make Gumbo Biscuit Bake and ziti lasagna.  I cringed at the thought of firing up the oven for either recipe. 

We don't have a grill, so that wasn't an option.  But we do have a crock pot.  I had used it once in the four years I've owned it - in attempt to bake bread.  I recalled the post mentioned using a crock pot outdoors in warm weather.  Perfect!

I dug out the crock pot and read up on adjusting recipes for slow cooking.  The gumbo recipe was delicious (I baked the biscuits in the toaster oven) and the ziti lasagna recipe worked out really well, too.  It was terrific not to have my oven battle against the central air.  Rob was concerned that slow cooking on the deck would attract the wildlife, but both days the crock pot was left unmolested. 

I may be using the crock pot a lot this summer if we continue to get warm weather like this.

A Handful of Tomatoes

My tomato plants are doing well and seem to be surviving the heat.  I picked a handful of the ripe ones on Wednesday night.  The grape tomato is going nuts!  At least twice this many are just about ripe and more on the way.  The other plants have a few little ones that are starting to turn.  Ooh, yum!  I love the snack-sized tomatoes (although I'm still looking forward to the full-sized ones from the CSA.)

New Pig Skirt

The new stylin' pig cage

It was time for a change.  The red skirt around the base had served well for the last decade.  But it didn't look right in the living room.  Just before we moved, I had been given yards of this flowery material (I have no idea what to do with most of it), but I thought it would make a good replacement.  Isn't it cheery?  I love it.  It must be a chick thing:  the guinea pigs and men in this house could care less.

One of my favorite things about it is the the front panel isn't attached to the sides, so it makes it so much easier to pull out the boxes of extra bedding and hay stored underneath.  So it looks better and is easier to use than the old one.  Coolness!

Now that the sewing machine is set up and ready to go, I need to work on my quilt if I'm going to have it ready to enter it in the Topsfield Fair.

Keeping Cool

Sunday was hot, but there was a breeze, so I didn't turn on the air conditioning.  However, even with the circulating air, it was really warm in the house.  I cleaned the cage that afternoon and left an ice pack wrapped in a cozy on the floor.  I fully expected Pinniped and Cannoli to ignore it.  All of my guinea pigs have avoided cold packs like they were something scary.  Cannoli surprised me by using it as a pillow.

I had introduced Cannoli to the cold pack the previous night.  I wanted to sit with her for a bit, but it was too hot to snuggle with her.  So I compromised and sat her on a wrapped up cold pack, so we didn't have to share each other's body heat.  Maybe she remembered it wasn't such a bad thing?  Perhaps.  Regardless, it seems that if the temperature rises to 85F, cold packs aren't so scary.  Since I try to keep their room no warmer than 80F, it was the first time we hit this threshold.

Pigs in a Basket

When I took Pinniped and Cannoli outside to take photos in the corn husk pile, I transported them in the nearest container I had handy.  Guinea pigs in a basket - it's always a cute combination.

Pinniped was her usual curious self, but Cannoli was freaked.  No surprise.  This was her firs time outdoors and her instinct was to hide under Pinni.  Come on, Cannoli, it's not that scary.