<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 12:28:30 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>What's The Point of Guinea Pigs?</title><description>This is the story of two rock and roll renegades, Growly Bear and Princess Kitty, and their relentless search to discover just what is the point of guinea pigs. Their quest is characterised by various daily trials and tribulations but throughout all of these they are sustained by an indefatigable sense of fun and a mutual love of honey.</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>261</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-3995526648810198804</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 18:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-16T20:12:46.073+01:00</atom:updated><title>The Point Of Guinea Pigs</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/Rpu_8sIe5-I/AAAAAAAAAjU/kKjQry4CHBo/s1600-h/Photo0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/Rpu_8sIe5-I/AAAAAAAAAjU/kKjQry4CHBo/s200/Photo0061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087871253404903394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Growly&lt;/span&gt; Bear has made his decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has searched hard inside himself. He has thought about what he wants. He has taken time to reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty has waited. She has waited patiently. She has trusted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Growly&lt;/span&gt; Bear to do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Growly&lt;/span&gt; Bear has missed Princess Kitty very much. Princess Kitty has missed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Growly&lt;/span&gt; Bear too. But both of them knew that this time was important. They knew that at the end of it they would know the point of guinea pigs for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty knows that the point of guinea pigs is to love someone with all your heart. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Growly&lt;/span&gt; Bear knows that it is to follow your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more difficult times ahead. But they will be together this time. And love will keep them safe - forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...... Would they stay together forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or would life keep them apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well though the road was long their love was so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And those lovers followed their hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-3995526648810198804?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/07/point-of-guinea-pigs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/Rpu_8sIe5-I/AAAAAAAAAjU/kKjQry4CHBo/s72-c/Photo0061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-4996102079073061901</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2007 22:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-20T06:37:59.742+01:00</atom:updated><title>Rock And Roll Renegades</title><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is a song about Princess Kitty and Growly Bear. The last two lines are missing. There are two endings. I will tell you when I know which one finishes the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the start they had something special&lt;br /&gt;A spark in the darkness of life&lt;br /&gt;But he had a steady companion&lt;br /&gt;And she was a mother and wife&lt;br /&gt;It was music that brought them together&lt;br /&gt;A pied piper he wooed her with song&lt;br /&gt;And their love grew each day getting stronger&lt;br /&gt;Even though they knew it was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were rock and roll renegades&lt;br /&gt;On a long lonely road&lt;br /&gt;Lovers and soul mates&lt;br /&gt;With a secret that couldn't be told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had such great times together&lt;br /&gt;Their love made them feel so alive&lt;br /&gt;Though their two lives were complicated&lt;br /&gt;And they wondered if they would survive&lt;br /&gt;Making love was always so special&lt;br /&gt;Their passion was powerful and deep&lt;br /&gt;And they dreamed of the day arms enfolded&lt;br /&gt;Together they'd peacefully sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were rock and roll renegades&lt;br /&gt;On a long lonely road&lt;br /&gt;Lovers and soul mates&lt;br /&gt;With a secret that couldn't be told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the goddess of love has a cruel side&lt;br /&gt;And though their love was pure and true&lt;br /&gt;She decided the time had come&lt;br /&gt;When these two lovers would have to choose&lt;br /&gt;Would they stay together forever&lt;br /&gt;Or would life tear them apart .............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be concluded..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-4996102079073061901?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/rock-and-roll-renegades.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-4719759502267934790</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2007 22:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-20T00:05:19.150+01:00</atom:updated><title>Crossroads</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnhhGeY-8MI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ME6d7lyzEHg/s1600-h/Photo0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnhhGeY-8MI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ME6d7lyzEHg/s200/Photo0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077915343725195458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/Rnhg9eY-8LI/AAAAAAAAAjE/x55JfWOrBpA/s1600-h/Photo0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/Rnhg9eY-8LI/AAAAAAAAAjE/x55JfWOrBpA/s200/Photo0050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077915189106372786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Growly Bear and Princess Kitty said goodbye. It is time for them to learn their lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear needs to learn who he is. He needs to learn if he wants to lead a more spiritual life or if he will stand by his responsibilities. He needs to learn if he wants to live a life where he is seen for who he is and the potential he has or a life where he lives as others expect him to. He needs to learn if he can live without Princess Kitty. And he needs to find a way to live with himself whatever he decides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty will learn if love really does conquer all or if life is all about compromise like Growly Bear sometimes says. She will learn if dreams really do come true. And she will learn about life without Growly Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the saddest of days. That little cat and that little bear are starting the next part of their journey to find the point of guinea pigs. They need some peace to do that. We are going to leave them to travel the next bit of their journey alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Princess Kitty. Goodbye Growly Bear. May your love take care of you both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-4719759502267934790?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/crossroads.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnhhGeY-8MI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ME6d7lyzEHg/s72-c/Photo0051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-6199644075078436769</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 22:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-19T23:56:48.996+01:00</atom:updated><title>The Last Supper</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnhfJeY-8KI/AAAAAAAAAi8/hURQloGMDk0/s1600-h/Photo0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnhfJeY-8KI/AAAAAAAAAi8/hURQloGMDk0/s200/Photo0048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077913196241547426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty and Growly Bear are together tonight. Growly Bear came to The Beehive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty made Growly Bear a nice tea. Then they talked about how things were to be. They talked about their search for the point of guinea bigs. And then they made honey. For hours and hours. The sweetest honey ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear talked about how difficult Princess Kitty can be and how wonderful. Princess Kitty was strict with Growly Bear and told him how much she loves him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They fell asleep together cuddled up. Perhaps for the last time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-6199644075078436769?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/last-supper.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnhfJeY-8KI/AAAAAAAAAi8/hURQloGMDk0/s72-c/Photo0048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-1727642673189290097</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2007 22:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-19T23:48:14.704+01:00</atom:updated><title>Preparing For The Big Day</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnhdIOY-8JI/AAAAAAAAAi0/RJ6VDCasmE4/s1600-h/Photo0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnhdIOY-8JI/AAAAAAAAAi0/RJ6VDCasmE4/s200/Photo0047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077910975743455378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty has been working on her floor again. And she has finished. Well done Princess Kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has been visiting friends with the bear he lives with. He feels a long way from Princess Kitty. Princess Kitty feels a long way from Growly Bear too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are both thinking about tomorrow. Tomorrow is going to be the last time they see each other for a little while. Maybe for ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear needs time to think and make decisions. Princess Kitty needs to give him the space to do that. It is the only way they will find out the point of guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are each thinking how hard the time apart will be. They are each telling themselves they need to be strong. They are each reminding themselves how much they love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be brave little creatures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-1727642673189290097?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/preparing-for-big-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnhdIOY-8JI/AAAAAAAAAi0/RJ6VDCasmE4/s72-c/Photo0047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-6655874267698839768</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2007 21:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-19T18:11:18.311+01:00</atom:updated><title>Mixed Up Bear</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RngOD-Y-8II/AAAAAAAAAis/u6ybUwk_BjE/s1600-h/Photo0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RngOD-Y-8II/AAAAAAAAAis/u6ybUwk_BjE/s200/Photo0046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077824041310417026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has been to another wedding. Or rather the party in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went with the Bear he lives with. They saw lots of old friends and some new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone likes the Bear that Growly Bear lives with. She is kind and clever and funny. And when someone said something bad about Growly Bear she put a spell on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty has had a busy day too. She met her girl kitten in town for coffee. And she has been laying the floor at The Beehive. Busy little cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear liked being out with the bear he lives with. He wished Princess Kitty had been with him too. That poor mixed up bear. He really can't see the point of guinea pigs at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-6655874267698839768?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/mixed-up-bear.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RngOD-Y-8II/AAAAAAAAAis/u6ybUwk_BjE/s72-c/Photo0046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-7888589883586439722</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2007 22:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-17T23:25:24.610+01:00</atom:updated><title>Sleep Tight</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnW0yOY-8HI/AAAAAAAAAik/Xm_VQNnA3do/s1600-h/Photo0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnW0yOY-8HI/AAAAAAAAAik/Xm_VQNnA3do/s200/Photo0045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077162929879445618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty is getting ready. Ready for a difficult job. She is going to lay a floor at The Beehive this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has gathered the things to build the new floor. She has got the tools to build the new floor. Now all she has to do is build it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has had a long week. Life is hard in the Fatty Flatfoot empire. He has a lot on his mind. And he is not sleeping very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty is not sleeping very well either. She keeps having nightmares. When she wakes up she has to remember the point of guinea pigs to stop herself feeling scared. Poor Princess Kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats and bears need their sleep. They have busy lives. I hope they sleep well tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-7888589883586439722?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/sleep-tight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnW0yOY-8HI/AAAAAAAAAik/Xm_VQNnA3do/s72-c/Photo0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-2979742698935973918</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2007 20:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-17T10:12:27.550+01:00</atom:updated><title>Run Little Bear</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnT65eY-8GI/AAAAAAAAAic/7X6wIMNgZ2Y/s1600-h/Photo0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnT65eY-8GI/AAAAAAAAAic/7X6wIMNgZ2Y/s200/Photo0044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076958545270730850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has had a strange day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a special day in the Fatty Flatfoot empire. Fatty Flatfoot had arranged some celebrations so that everyone could pretend they are happy. She gathered all the slaves together and made them play games and pretend to laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Growly Bear. He joined in and pretended to smile. But he knew he would not find the point of guinea pigs there. And inside he was wishing Princess Kitty could come and secretly rescue him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty thought about Growly Bear . She thought about a spell to rescue him. But she quite liked the thought of Growly Bear having to run about and look happy. So she just giggled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-2979742698935973918?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/run-little-bear.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnT65eY-8GI/AAAAAAAAAic/7X6wIMNgZ2Y/s72-c/Photo0044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-5737539604979357408</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Jun 2007 22:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-17T09:54:16.226+01:00</atom:updated><title>It's A Funny Old World</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnT2juY-8FI/AAAAAAAAAiU/0aOqEfSKq2Y/s1600-h/Photo0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnT2juY-8FI/AAAAAAAAAiU/0aOqEfSKq2Y/s200/Photo0043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076953773562064978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear and Princess Kitty had a good chat today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has been thinking a lot about what Princess Kitty said and how their time apart might be. Princess Kitty and Growly Bear agree that they are going to meet next week to talk about this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty is pleased that Growly Bear has been thinking. She is pleased that he thought her idea was good. She is glad they both agree that finding the point of guinea pigs is the most important thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty lies in bed and thinks about how strange her new world is. She thinks about how her journey has been so far. She thinks about how lucky she is to have nice friends. She thinks about how much she loves Growly Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty cuddles up to Daisy the Cat and falls asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-5737539604979357408?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-funny-old-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnT2juY-8FI/AAAAAAAAAiU/0aOqEfSKq2Y/s72-c/Photo0043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-383631481880108637</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2007 18:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-17T09:37:06.998+01:00</atom:updated><title>Be Brave Little Bear</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnTyq-Y-8EI/AAAAAAAAAiM/_Y300vnPbms/s1600-h/Photo0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnTyq-Y-8EI/AAAAAAAAAiM/_Y300vnPbms/s200/Photo0041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076949500069605442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Princess Kitty's Daddy's birthday today. Princess Kitty has been to see him. She took him a present and a card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has been doing more thinking. He is still feeling scared. He is feeling scared that Princess Kitty might one day be angry with him and reject him. He is feeling scared that he will be lonely. Poor little bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty knows she will never be angry with Growly Bear. Not really angry. Sometimes he makes her a bit cross. Like sometimes she makes him a bit cross. It's part of the point of guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty spent the rest of her evening with some friends. They are planning a special event. Princess Kitty has some jobs to do that will keep her busy for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has lots to do too. He is busy at work in the Fatty Flatfoot empire. And all the time he is thinking about how things will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be brave little bear. This will be OK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-383631481880108637?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/be-brave-little-bear.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnTyq-Y-8EI/AAAAAAAAAiM/_Y300vnPbms/s72-c/Photo0041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-6752054117750833358</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 18:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-17T09:17:41.372+01:00</atom:updated><title>Hold On Tight</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnTuEuY-8DI/AAAAAAAAAiE/7TIvzHCezgI/s1600-h/Photo0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnTuEuY-8DI/AAAAAAAAAiE/7TIvzHCezgI/s200/Photo0040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076944444893098034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty and Growly Bear have both been to work today. They have both been thinking about yesterday. They have both been thinking about what lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty wonders how Growly Bear is feeling. She wonders what he will say. She wonders what he will do. She knows she needs to spend time thinking about the point of guinea pigs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear knows Princess Kitty loves him. He knows she is right about making decisions. He knows he needs time to think about the point of guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear is frightened too. He is frightened of what lies ahead. He is frightened because whatever decision he makes it will be difficult. And he is frightened at the thought of not seeing Princess Kitty for a while. Poor Growly Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty will miss Growly Bear too. She is going to keep some of his special things to help her stay strong and not be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on tight little creatures. There is a bumpy ride ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-6752054117750833358?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/hold-on-tight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnTuEuY-8DI/AAAAAAAAAiE/7TIvzHCezgI/s72-c/Photo0040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-3979734421921726387</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Jun 2007 17:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-17T09:06:46.465+01:00</atom:updated><title>Heart To Heart</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnTraeY-8CI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ARp5VAYu3S4/s1600-h/Photo0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnTraeY-8CI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ARp5VAYu3S4/s200/Photo0034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076941520020369442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear came to visit Princess Kitty at The Beehive today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty decided it was time that she and Growly Bear had a heart to heart. She decided it was time to help Growly Bear move on from being stuck. And she decided that it was time she tried to find a way of not feeling so lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty told Growly Bear what she was thinking and feeling. She said she thought they should not see or talk to each other for a little while so that Growly Bear could really think about the point of guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear looked a bit upset. But then he said he would think about what Princess Kitty had said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They agreed they would meet again once more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficult times for a little cat and a little bear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-3979734421921726387?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/heart-to-heart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnTraeY-8CI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ARp5VAYu3S4/s72-c/Photo0034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-2956935309871214075</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Jun 2007 17:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-15T06:21:07.653+01:00</atom:updated><title>Special Friends</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnIhjOY-8BI/AAAAAAAAAh0/GfkmfbLQ4vE/s1600-h/Photo0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnIhjOY-8BI/AAAAAAAAAh0/GfkmfbLQ4vE/s200/Photo0033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076156619041992722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty had a nice evening after all last night. As she always does with her friend Chuckles. They laughed and shared their sadnesses. They spent time with Princess Kitty's new neighbour and sang and talked and drank wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Princess Kitty went into town with Chuckles. They went shopping. They brought nice things to eat for when Princess Kitty's daughter came for lunch. And in the evening two of Princess Kitty's other special friends came for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Princess Kitty to have such special friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear was thinking about Princess Kitty today. He was glad that she was having a nice time with her friends. Growly Bear knows friends are important too. You have to know that to understand the point of Guinea Pigs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-2956935309871214075?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/special-friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RnIhjOY-8BI/AAAAAAAAAh0/GfkmfbLQ4vE/s72-c/Photo0033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-6811080118189522466</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2007 17:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-08T18:48:36.243+01:00</atom:updated><title>Putting On A Brave Face</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmmWa-Y-8AI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yuuvWzYX0HM/s1600-h/Photo0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmmWa-Y-8AI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yuuvWzYX0HM/s200/Photo0031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073751845378125826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty is feeling weary. She has not been sleeping very well and she feels sad inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has not been sleeping well either. He is weary too. He went to bed last night with a headache and he woke up with another this morning. But Growly Bear just kept going as Growly Bear does. And eventually his headache went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty is feeling sad inside because she feels lost. She is happy to be at The Beehive and she loves her new home very much. Very much indeed. But she feels as if part of her is missing. And although she tries her best she is finding it harder and harder to understand the point of guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty has her friend Chuckles coming over for the evening. She is cooking a meal for him tonight. She knows she will have to be brave and put a smile on her face. But inside she will still be crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear is on his way back to his cave. He has his girl cub coming for tea so he is going to cook for her. He will be putting on a brave face to get through his evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sorry state of affairs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-6811080118189522466?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/putting-on-brave-face.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmmWa-Y-8AI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yuuvWzYX0HM/s72-c/Photo0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-1101322296226525299</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Jun 2007 19:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-07T20:13:57.796+01:00</atom:updated><title>Getting On With It</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmhY1OY-7_I/AAAAAAAAAhk/cI5Nh5Lnzic/s1600-h/Photo0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmhY1OY-7_I/AAAAAAAAAhk/cI5Nh5Lnzic/s200/Photo0030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073402651652059122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear and Princess Kitty have both been hard at work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has had his little wet nose pushed against the grindstone of Fatty Flatfoot slavery. Princess Kitty has had her first day back after a few days off to move house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear and Princess Kitty have both been dealing with problems today. Other people's problems. They have been trying to help other people get along but it is not always easy. Not easy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty wonders if some people forget why they go to work. She thinks that they forget they are there to help other people. She gets cross when they spend time making problems rather than just getting on with their jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear feels the same way. He knows that when groups of people get together there are bound to be problems sometimes. Like when you get a group of guinea pigs together. But like Princess Kitty he wishes they would just do what they are supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty and Growly Bear are tired now after their busy days. Growly Bear is at his cave. Princess Kitty is in The Beehive. They are going to talk later on MSN. Then they will each go off to their little beds to sleep. Ready for another busy day tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-1101322296226525299?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/getting-on-with-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmhY1OY-7_I/AAAAAAAAAhk/cI5Nh5Lnzic/s72-c/Photo0030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-8256821397757705941</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2007 21:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-06T22:57:15.077+01:00</atom:updated><title>Its A Hard Knock Life</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmctsuY-7-I/AAAAAAAAAhc/eemHE5MfVVw/s1600-h/Photo0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmctsuY-7-I/AAAAAAAAAhc/eemHE5MfVVw/s200/Photo0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073073751646466018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has been visiting The Beehive today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came in a different car today. He brought Princess Kitty a table and chairs for The Beehive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear does not like driving the different car. He says it is like driving a truck. Princess Kitty thinks it is nice of him to go to so much trouble. Kind Growly Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear could not stay long as he had to go to work. He and Princess Kitty made some wonderful honey then Princess Kitty made them a nice lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Growly Bear had gone Princess Kitty had a snooze. When she woke up she could feel the sadness of Growly Bear leaving. She could feel how much she missed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty finds it hard to carry around such a heavy heart sometimes. She tells herself that finding a way to cope with sad feelings is part of understanding the point of guinea pigs. She reminds herself that Growly Bear has to deal with sad feelings too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is hard to be a bear and a cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-8256821397757705941?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-hard-knock-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmctsuY-7-I/AAAAAAAAAhc/eemHE5MfVVw/s72-c/Photo0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-6635063324407123881</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 22:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-05T23:24:58.164+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Beehive</category><title>Wakey Wakey Princess Kitty</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmXicOY-79I/AAAAAAAAAhU/I4dMnaY80ls/s1600-h/Photo0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmXicOY-79I/AAAAAAAAAhU/I4dMnaY80ls/s200/Photo0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072709529829830610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty has been doing some more painting today. She has been making The Beehive nice because Growly Bear is coming to visit tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear says his head is like putty. Princess Kitty wonders if it is really soft inside. She wonders if it really has that nice smell like real putty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty is quite tired this evening. She has worked hard. And she has not been sleeping very well. Not because she has been worrying, although she is worried about Growly Bear. Not because there is lots of noise, because The Beehive is very quiet. Not because she has been wondering about the point of guinea pigs, although she does think about that quite often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Princess Kitty is tired because Daisy the Cat has been keeping her awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy the Cat likes cuddles. She likes them a lot. She creeps into Princess Kitty's bed and snuggles up to her. She wants Princess Kitty to play with her, even when Princess Kitty is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty is going to teach Daisy the Cat to use a special little door. Then she can go out to play with some other Cats. Maybe then Princess Kitty will get a good night's sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-6635063324407123881?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/wakey-wakey-princess-kitty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmXicOY-79I/AAAAAAAAAhU/I4dMnaY80ls/s72-c/Photo0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-4931893058225056287</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 21:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-04T23:27:57.699+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Fatty Flatfoot</category><title>Diving In</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmSRv-Y-78I/AAAAAAAAAhM/Stf9Ix9Uw0A/s1600-h/Photo0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmSRv-Y-78I/AAAAAAAAAhM/Stf9Ix9Uw0A/s200/Photo0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072339333713686466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has been working in the Fatty Flatfoot empire today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home he chatted to Princess Kitty on his little Nokia. He told her that today had been slavery at its worst. He told her that on days such as today it was hard to see the point of guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being a slave in Fatty Flatfoot's empire is not the only problem Growly Bear has. He is unhappy. Unhappy inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants to be with Princess Kitty. He wants to go and live with her at The Beehive. But he lives with another bear who relies on him. He doesn't want to make her sad. And he doesn't think other bears in his life will understand about his love for Princess Kitty. He thinks they will be cross with him. Poor Growly Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty feels sad for Growly Bear. She understands that it is hard for him. She understands that he is scared. Like when you are on the top diving board at the swimming pool. You want to jump but you just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty doesn't know how Growly Bear is going to get over his problem. She doesn't know how he will find the courage to jump. Maybe he will just have to close his eyes, step over the edge and trust he will land safely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-4931893058225056287?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/diving-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmSRv-Y-78I/AAAAAAAAAhM/Stf9Ix9Uw0A/s72-c/Photo0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-925660369992547273</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2007 22:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-03T23:41:13.536+01:00</atom:updated><title>The Beehive</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmNDcwldCcI/AAAAAAAAAhE/uuf3-04FHTY/s1600-h/Photo0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmNDcwldCcI/AAAAAAAAAhE/uuf3-04FHTY/s200/Photo0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071971766706702786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty has had another busy day. She has painted her kitchen window. She has done some gardening. And she has been getting to know her new neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear is back at his cave. He has been mowing lawns and shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has been missing Princess Kitty and Princess Kitty has been missing Growly Bear. Growly Bear wants to see all the things Princess Kitty has done at her new home. And he wants to meet Daisy the Cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty has been thinking about her new home. She wants a name for it. A name that only she and Growly Bear know. A name that will help explain the point of guinea pigs. A name that will make Growly Bear want to come and stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Princess Kitty had an idea. She is going to call her new home something that reminds her and Growly Bear about making their special honey. A home that will remind them of the busy things she has been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty is going to call her new home The Beehive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-925660369992547273?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/beehive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmNDcwldCcI/AAAAAAAAAhE/uuf3-04FHTY/s72-c/Photo0025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-1423421406856959568</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2007 22:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-03T23:26:03.298+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Awake Dreams</category><title>Daisy The Cat</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmM_2AldCbI/AAAAAAAAAg8/xtLSK-RT8Y0/s1600-h/Photo0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmM_2AldCbI/AAAAAAAAAg8/xtLSK-RT8Y0/s200/Photo0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071967802451888562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has been to a show. Not the sort of show where people perform. Not a circus either.&lt;br /&gt;A show where you can buy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear was looking for some slippers. He wants some special slippers to wear in Princess Kitty's new home. She is going to get some new carpets. Growly Bear does not want to make Princess Kitty cross with him. He is a little bit scared of making her cross. He thinks about it sometimes. In his awake dreams. He would like her to be strict with him and a little bit cross. But not very cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty has had a nice day too. Her mummy and daddy came to see her new house. They liked it. Then Princess Kitty's girl kitten came to see it. She liked it too. She brought Daisy the Cat with her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy the Cat was frightened. She did not know where she was. She hid behind the settee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty gave Daisy the Cat lots of cuddles. She took her to bed with her so that she would not be scared. She talked to her about the point of guinea pigs. She told her all about Growly Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy the Cat sniffed around the bedroom. Then she snuggled up next to Princess Kitty and they went to sleep. Growly Bear lay awake a little bit longer and had some more dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-1423421406856959568?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/daisy-cat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmM_2AldCbI/AAAAAAAAAg8/xtLSK-RT8Y0/s72-c/Photo0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-5687839525182242081</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 22:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-03T23:12:51.990+01:00</atom:updated><title>Merry Christmas Princess Kitty</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmM8vgldCaI/AAAAAAAAAg0/PRl-Hvo6qrg/s1600-h/Photo0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmM8vgldCaI/AAAAAAAAAg0/PRl-Hvo6qrg/s200/Photo0022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071964392247855522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear left Princess Kitty's new home today. He is going to see his mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty kept herself busy so that she would not miss Growly Bear too much. She went running with some of her friends. They had a Christmas Party afterwards. Father Christmas came and brought them all presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Princess Kitty told Growly Bear about the Christmas Party he shook his head. He thinks Princess Kitty and her friends are a little strange. He likes to think of Princess Kitty enjoying herself though. He wonders what Father Christmas brought her. He wonders if it will help her understand the point of guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was time for Princess Kitty to go to bed she was tired. She curled up in her little bed and closed her eyes. She thought about Growly Bear. The next thing she knew she was in the land of dreams with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-5687839525182242081?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/06/merry-christmas-princess-kitty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmM8vgldCaI/AAAAAAAAAg0/PRl-Hvo6qrg/s72-c/Photo0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-5281681262100876548</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 21:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-03T23:03:40.646+01:00</atom:updated><title>Psycho Bear</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmM6sQldCZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Rf2iXnLb0DY/s1600-h/Photo0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmM6sQldCZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Rf2iXnLb0DY/s200/Photo0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071962137390025106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear and Princess Kitty have been to Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has bought Princess Kitty lots of things for her new home. Glasses and lamps. Throws and snuggle blankets. Light bulbs and tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty's favourite things are an orange washing up brush and a lampshade with pretty beads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear and Princess Kitty like shopping together. Growly Bear likes watching what Princess Kitty chooses. It helps them understand the point of guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes Growly Bear really likes the things Princess Kitty chooses. Sometimes he is not sure. And sometimes he is horrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear says when Princess Kitty chooses something he doesn't like he hears a noise in his head like the Psycho film. A sort of screeching noise. Princess Kitty wonders if Growly Bear should see a doctor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-5281681262100876548?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/05/psycho-bear.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmM6sQldCZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Rf2iXnLb0DY/s72-c/Photo0021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-4820225506114906347</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 21:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-03T12:20:50.387+01:00</atom:updated><title>How To Make Sweet Honey</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmKkBgldCYI/AAAAAAAAAgk/WIjr3aFE_-I/s1600-h/Photo0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmKkBgldCYI/AAAAAAAAAgk/WIjr3aFE_-I/s200/Photo0016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071796476206451074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear has been at work today. He has been teaching bad bears how to be better. He has been teaching them about the point of guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked to the bad bears about making honey. He explained how important it is to have good ingredients. He told them that honey made in the wrong way always tastes sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to the bad bears made Growly Bear think about how he and Princess Kitty make honey together. It made him realise how special they honey they make is. The best he has ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty likes making honey with Growly Bear too. She likes the sweet taste. She loves their secret recipes that no-one else knows about. And she knows that what makes their honey so special is magic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-4820225506114906347?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-to-make-sweet-honey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmKkBgldCYI/AAAAAAAAAgk/WIjr3aFE_-I/s72-c/Photo0016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-3139619775125017094</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 18:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-02T18:53:43.439+01:00</atom:updated><title>Whose Turn To Choose?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmGunwldCWI/AAAAAAAAAgU/rq8GaJymjfc/s1600-h/Photo0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmGunwldCWI/AAAAAAAAAgU/rq8GaJymjfc/s200/Photo0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071526653476014434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty and Growly Bear have done lots of things today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Princess Kitty made Growly Bear a cup of tea in bed. Then Princess Kitty had to go to the doctors. She has a little lump on her leg. The doctor gave her some cream to rub into it to make it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Princess Kitty and Growly Bear went shopping. Princess Kitty said she would buy Growly Bear lunch and he could choose where they would eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her head Princess Kitty hoped Growly Bear would choose her favourite cafe. It sells nice salads and delicious puddings. Princess Kitty thinks the point of guinea pigs might be found in such a place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Growly Bear chose somewhere different. He found a cafe which sold tea in mugs and where all the food came with chips. Growly Bear was very excited. It was just the sort of place he likes to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty looked around carefully. She hoped nobody that she knows would see her. She hoped her mummy would never find out she had eaten in such a place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear ate all his food up. He said it was delicious. He  promised to bring Princess Kitty again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty smiled and said thank you. Inside her head she decided it would be her turn to choose next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-3139619775125017094?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/05/whose-turn-to-choose.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmGunwldCWI/AAAAAAAAAgU/rq8GaJymjfc/s72-c/Photo0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35685913.post-8601961490240102388</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 May 2007 17:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-02T18:30:56.357+01:00</atom:updated><title>Surprises</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmGpRwldCVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/j1kWidibZwk/s1600-h/Photo0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmGpRwldCVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/j1kWidibZwk/s200/Photo0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071520777960753490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Kitty has been working hard cleaning up her new little house again today. She has cleaned the bathroom. She has vacuumed the carpets. She has emptied all the boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growly Bear is staying at Princess Kitty's new home again for a few days. When he arrived he was very surprised at all Princess Kitty had done. Very surprised indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went into every room. He looked in all the cupboards. He saw how clean the bathroom is now. He saw how sparkling the kitchen has become. He says Princess Kitty is making it into a lovely new home. He says it is part of the point of guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Growly Bear had a surprise for Princess Kitty too. A microwave that can grill and bake. It is very shiny. Princess Kitty thinks it will look fine in her new kitchen. Very fine indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35685913-8601961490240102388?l=whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whatsthepointofguineapigs.blogspot.com/2007/05/surprises.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYVbgyiy10Y/RmGpRwldCVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/j1kWidibZwk/s72-c/Photo0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>