This is the page where your piggies can give their side of the story! Here you will find reports, letters, notes and postcards from the Planet Wheekatron piggies, in their own words. So come on, piglets, if you've got something to say, put paw to paper and tell us all about it!
An update from HRH Princess Teeny Tiny, The Acrobatic Monster!!
Hi all!
A report from Snuggles PigBoss, Wednesday 11 September 2002
My mum is going blind. Cataracts so the vet said! Poor mum! She says she's ok, and she'll still take
care of us, but we're big boys now, so I guess we'll have to take care of her!
Love Snuggles
Report from Maisie (Australia Connection), Friday 16 August 2002
G'day, Maisie here. I've been living in slave's computer room. I really refer "under the couch" so I can watch a
bit of telly but if I stay there too long the duster/brush monster comes to chase me out. Bugger!!
.....Maisie.
15 August - a report from Prudence & Prisca.
What on earth has got into our slave this week. All our accomodation has changed colour. Okay so the
cedar red is quite a nice colour but all three hutches and the run is a bit too much.
It was very hot this afternoon and we were both enjoying 40 winks in a nice shady part of the garden
when we get this whiff of paint again! What is she doing now? Bits of wood this time, our weather shields,
we think. She'll be painting the grass next!
Prudywoo and Prisca
The slave says I was cheaper because I was defective (that's what the mean lady from the pet store
said and I heard her!!!). That made me soooo mad! So, I decided to show everybody that I can do
the exact same things "normal" piggies do (actually the BigPig says that I'm the most active pig she
has ever met!). I eat and drink by myself, I climb, I run and yesterday I was so happy I even
popcorned (slave says I'm the silliest thing doing that because I jump and then fall on my nose...).
Currently I have a runny bottom and some tummy pain but I'm getting better. Also, I managed to
lose one of my teeth!
I decided to write to you all piggies out there so you can ask your slaves to tell other humans that a
different piglet it not a "defective" animal but an animal!
My slave was quite shocked with this situation and even now, when she thinks about it she gets
tears in her eyes (silly creatures these humans heh?)! You see, I'm a very sweet piggy that fights
like hell to have a decent life! And I know that all you piglets out there would never consider me as
defective or even different and would be the best of friends to me as are all the other
pigs that live in the BigPig's pen!
A big wheek to you all from
Tiny
The slave spends her day working and only plays with us at night. She tried building a run for us
to go out in the garden but she really isn't all that good with her hands so I think you can imagine how
it turned out! She is now going to build a new one. Oh God, someone please tell the human to just go
buy one!!!
The slave says when I was born I was the shy one, but now I am the PigBoss and do all sorts of naughty
stuff! The other day I got my head stuck between the cage bars when I was trying to reach mum for a
snuggle. The human looked at me and started crying. She thought I was dead! These humans are really
primitive! I also love to play with my dry mix and whenever I get the chance (Sneaky loves sleeping on
top of our food) I through everything out of the bowl and start squeaking for a refill.
My slave is wondering if HRH Dougal has been talking on the phone with me or auntie Molly because
she says: "You pigs are impossible!"
We got some baths last week and went to the manicure. My fingernails are now short and I can't chew
on them (yes, yes, I do that when they are long). We didn't get a haircut like mum though because we
wouldn't stand still (great trick huh?).
We had some visitors for the summer: Oscar and Igor. Igor was not at all nice and tried to bite and/or
mount anything that moved. He ate a big piece of……. Oscar's ear!!! We kept our distance! Now they're
back in their slave's home and we get a little piece and quiet! That Igor was a real squeaker!
Well, I'm off to my duties (which include nagging our slave, eating, sleeping and popcorning). Talk to
you all soon.
I've been practising my touch typing while slave is away. It's been retty ordinary around here lately. My mum
Grace (who lives in the computer room too) has not been much fun. All she wants to do is eat and
sleep. I tried telling her that she needs to run around more and play with me 'cause she is getting fat.
(I got a back-paw for that one.)
Anyway today, just after "the man" and slave got home, I heard terrible sounds of pain coming from under the
desk where my mum sleeps. I was really scared. "What were they doing to my mummy?" Every time I went to
check up they told me to go away. Now there's a change. Eventually all was quiet and I snuck out for a look.
Guess what? Mummy had bought me four new brothers and sisters. I was so excited, I had been asking for
some playmates but all mum would ever say was "We'll see". They always say that - just to shut you up.
They are very, very small and I don't think they will play with me for a little while yet. I secretly think
they are Quite ugly, not pretty and delicate like me but who cares just as long as they play chasie. I asked
mum how babies are made but she told me to go and ask my father! Okay, so where is he Mum? She just
looked at me funny. Is there something I should know? Anyway slave needs o get her act together .. we have
all been disgustingly neglected today. I mean me and the "other ones" that live outside. The place is a
mess, I'm hungry and annoyed and all slave can do is pass little pieces of food to my mum, touch the "new
ones" and make lots of bright annoying light flashes with that stupid little boxie thingo. Hellooooooooo -
there are other piggies here too you know. Hungry, pretty ones. Keep this up bucko and I'll be off to
Wheekatron (oops I shouldn't have said that). Gotta go now. Bye.
At least our sleeping quarters are getting cleaned more regularly now and we do like to have a bit of a
chew of this new funny patterned paper on the floor. Slave seems to have got the hint, at last, about
that horrible grey lumpy stuff.
Gilbert seems to think it is time to go now and as he is the boss (we girls let him think that anyway)
we had better say Wheek Wheek until another day. 