Off to Paris….

Waiting for the train to London Waterloo! (At Poole Station)

Waiting for the train to London Waterloo! (At Poole Station)

Met up with James and Michael (Bill's cousin) at St. Pancras Station... drank a bottle of bubbly at the champagne bar!

Met up with James and Michael (Bill’s cousin) at St. Pancras Station… drank a bottle of bubbly at the champagne bar!

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St. Pancras

St. Pancras

Waiting to board the Eurostar!

Waiting to board the Eurostar!

Our hotel... La Maison Favart in the Opera District

Our hotel… La Maison Favart in the Opera District

At Jules Vernes Restaurant on the 2nd floor of the Eiffel Tower... AMAZING!

At Jules Vernes Restaurant on the 2nd floor of the Eiffel Tower… AMAZING!

The view!

The view!

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Amuse Bouche!

Amuse Bouche!

Lobster

Lobster

Turbot

Turbot

Roast Pidgeon

Roast Pidgeon

Night View

Night View

L'Arc du Triomphe

L’Arc du Triomphe

Dessert

Dessert

More sweets and a happy Sarah!

More sweets and a happy Sarah!

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A Metro station!

A Metro station!

The Louvre

The Louvre

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Notre Dame

Notre Dame

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St. Michel

St. Michel

Statue of King Henry looking at Johnny Depp's apartment!

Statue of King Henry looking at Johnny Depp’s apartment!

The church where Eva Longoria and Tony Parker got married!

The church where Eva Longoria and Tony Parker got married!

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The Louvre inside

The Louvre inside

Tuillieries Gardens

Tuillieries Gardens

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The Obelisk

The Obelisk

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The Champs Elysees

The Champs Elysees

UK – Part II

Sunday in Corfe Mullen greeted us with cold winds and overcast skies. Later that afternoon we headed to the Lamb’s Green Inn to meet up with a group of old friends. I was absolutely blown away by how many people showed up, despite the yukky weather! It was so lovely to see old school chums, ballet school and college friends, and many more… people that I have known since I was a little girl! Honestly, upon seeing them all, it felt like I had never been away. That’s the beauty of old and true friends. It doesn’t matter how long you have been apart, you pick right up where you left off when you do see each other. Everyone braved the crappy weather outside in the beer garden (no children allowed inside near the bar)… and then finally we merged indoors and ate dinner. It was just so good to catch up with everyone. I wish I had been able to spend more time with everyone individually, but this was a great way to see friends and hug them when our time in the UK was so limited. I am truly so grateful to everyone who gave up their Sunday afternoon to come and hang out with the Porters! We love you all!

On Monday, we got up and packed up a picnic before heading off to Beaulieu. Beaulieu boasts a wonderful motor museum, house, and gardens. We met up with our dear friends Stoss and Michael (they drove down from Bucks) and enjoyed a fabulous day. The weather held out for us and Gwennie really enjoyed seeing all the cars (as did Bill and Michael!), the beautiful “palace” (Beaulieu house!), and she loved tripping around the gardens and children’s play areas. It was lovely to see Stoss and Michael… again we were so grateful to them for coming as Stoss had only just had a stent placed the week before! My hero! Nothing stops that lady!

On Monday night my BFF from Grammar School, Jacqui, came over for dinner. Jacqui came to our little reunion on Sunday, but she flew all the way from Spain to come and say “Hi!” to me, so we planned to have an evening together at Mum’s to just relax and catch up properly. We ordered a Chinese takeout and proceeded to laugh all night! It was SO good to see her. We haven’t done so in about 20 years! Again, it was like we had never been apart! I was so grateful to her for coming all that way so that we could be together! Wow… I have some amazing friends!

On Tuesday, we headed out to one of my favourite local places and historical landmarks… Corfe Castle! We parked the car and jumped on the Swanage railway. It was Gwennie’s first time on a steam train! So much fun! I think she was a tad disappointed though that the train didn’t look completely like the Hogwart’s Express on the inside! We got off the train at Corfe and walked around the ruins of the castle. It was a lovely day… the sun came out to play at last! We went to the Greyhound Inn for lunch and then had a mosey around the village. We visited the Model Village, which is always a delight. It boasts a mini-version of Corfe and its village, a fairy garden (big hit with G!), and areas to play draughts, Connect-4, croquet, hopscotch, etc. The garden there is just stunning! Beds crammed full with various colours of poppies, foxgloves, peonies, roses, lupines, and on and on. We visited some of the shops in the village and Gwennie has acquired a penchant for looking in churches, so we took her in to the Parrish Church, St. King Edward, King and Martyr. It was a really lovely day. We took the train back to the car park and then drove home via the ferry, which is always a fun thing to do. We stopped on the top of the hill and enjoyed the beautiful scenery down below of Sandbanks, Bournemouth, and all across the bay.

Wednesday we ventured closer to home to Kingston Lacy. It is an elegant country house now owned by the National Trust and boasts beautiful acres of gardens and parkland. We enjoyed looking in the house and hearing all the history and we had a lovely walk in the extensive gardens and surrounding area. We enjoyed a nice lunch sitting outside at the Stables Restaurant.

That evening we met up with my Godparents, Vera & Burt, and headed out to the Taj for an Indian meal! LOVE! It’s a standard when I go back home… I must have fish and chips, sausage rolls, and an Indian! It was fabulous to see V&B and Gwennie really enjoyed them. We had a wonderful meal and our servers were delightful.

On Thursday, our last day, we headed to Castlepoint to do a little shopping, before heading home to pack up out suitcases. (Boo!) Mum cooked us Toad in the Hole that evening! Another of my absolute favourite dishes (who says the Brits don’t know good food???). It was splendid, of course! What a great send off!

And Friday the 28th came all too soon. Our car picked us up at 8:45am and we were off to Gatwick Airport.

I’m feeling all emotional and choked up as I sit here and type this. I am not going to lie… I have serious post-Europe blues. I get homesick at the best of times, but it is only highlighted more now due to our recent visit. I am so grateful to my lovely Mum for putting the three of us up in her sweet little home and for taking such great care of Gwennie so that we could visit Paris. I am also so thankful for the dear friends and family who came to see us whilst we were there. To those that we didn’t have time to see, I am so very sorry and we will hopefully catch you next time. Two weeks just isn’t enough and I hope/plan to come for longer next time.

A little break now… I am trying to get back into the Florida swing of things again. Photo posts to follow soon!

UK & Paris Trip – Part I

We just got back from a wonderful 2-week family trip to the UK and France. I cant believe it is already over and we are currently flying back home.

We left for London Gatwick on Friday 14th June and arrived on Saturday 15th. We headed down to my Mum’s home in Dorset. It was so great to see her and finally meet her little King Charles Cavalier, Alfie. We were pretty shattered when we arrived, as our flight had been a red-eye and neither Bill nor I had slept. G managed to get a couple of hours’ shut-eye on the plane and in the car on the drive down to Mum’s.

It was definitely a bit of a climate shock being back in England. They haven’t been blessed with much good weather so far this summer. We certainly found it chilly and wet! But we had come prepared with raincoats and wellies, so we went with the flow.

On Sunday, friends Andrea and Cliff came over to visit us for the afternoon. Mum cooked a lovely baked salmon for lunch and we enjoyed perfectly sweet English strawberries and cream for dessert. We took Alfie for a nice walk and braved the cool winds up on the rec. It was lovely to see A & C. They are such a giggle!

Monday, Mum’s wonderful neighbours and friends, Heather, Malcolm, and Tony came over for an evening feast. I made peach sangria and we had a laugh together. It was so good to see them all and catch up. Mum is so lucky to have such great people living around her. I am envious of the bond they all have! They all have each other’s backs and are true friends to one another.

Tuesday, Bill and I bid adieu to Mum and G and we caught the train up to London Waterloo, where our friend James met us and escorted us across town to St. Pancras. We headed up to the champagne bar, where Bill’s cousin Michael also joined us! He is currently living in London. We enjoyed a bottle of bubbly (thank you, James!) and caught up a little before Bill and I had to leave to catch the Eurostar to Paris. We were so grateful to J and M for coming to meet us for such a short interlude!

On to gay Paris!!! Neither Bill nor I had been to Paris before, so it was a new adventure for us both. We were astonished at how quickly we arrived in France. The scenery leading up to the city was just gorgeous; very rural and pretty. A lot of the French people on the train had the right idea… bringing their own picnics and bottles of wine! Smart!

Once at the Gare du Nord, we hit the taxi stand and headed for our hotel. We breathed in our first impressions of this City of Lights. It was so busy and full of crazy traffic (and subsequently crazy drivers)! The buildings were beautiful and everything seemed very uniform in set-up. Our hotel, La Maison Favart, was a little boutique hotel in the Opera district. It was beautiful and very tasteful. The bellhop/concierge, Hakim, was charming and most helpful. Our room was small… but we expected that having read that rooms in Paris are teeny! It was a little dark as both windows looked out onto extremely small closed courtyards and all we could see were the opposite walls. The bathroom was fabulous though… particularly the waterfall shower. Amazing water pressure! Such a joy!

Bill has a client, Jerome Bocuse, who runs Les Chefs du France at Epcot. Jerome has been exceedingly generous to us in the past at his restaurant. When he heard that we were going to Paris, he wanted us to head to Lyon to visit his father, Paul Bocuse at his restaurant. We felt that we did not have enough time to travel so far due to only being in Paris a few days. Jerome got in touch with Bill the day we were traveling and told us he had booked us a table at Jules Vernes on the 2nd floor of the Eiffel Tower. Normally, one needs to book months in advance to eat at such a place, but within just a few hours he had hooked us up! What a treat! It was pretty exciting being ushered into the private entrance for the restaurant. I was bowled over when we were lead to a table right by the window! The view completely took my breath away! I couldn’t believe my eyes! Words cannot describe it! I felt like a little girl and couldn’t stop smiling! The impeccable staff proceeded to serve us an amazing 6-course meal complete with wine pairing. It was absolutely out of this world. (Following this entry I will be posting photos of our holiday in sections, so you will get to see all the fabulous things we ate!). The wonderful thing about eating in Europe is that you are not rushed through a meal… and we enjoyed all of our courses over the period of about two and a half hours. It was perfect! Eventually, darkness fell and we were able to see the city’s beautiful lights at night. The highlight of the evening was discovering that Jerome had taken care of our bill. Wow! What an amazingly kind and thoughtful thing to do! We were stunned and felt truly blessed! Merci beaucoup, Jerome!

Wednesday morning, we were up early and away to take part in a Paris Along the Seine Tour with Sight Seeker’s Delight tour company (recommended to me by one of my clients). Isabel was our lovely guide for 5 hours. We started by the Notre Dame Cathedral and proceeded to walk checking out the sights along the way and hearing lots of historical tales about the city. We didn’t get to go inside, but aside from seeing the Notre Dame, we also walked through the grounds of the Louvre. We were amazed by how immense it was! It just goes on and on! We walked through the Latin Quarter and stopped to have lunch at Paul’s. Oh my goodness, the baguettes in France are to die for! Yum! We trekked to La Place du Concorde and the Tuilleries Gardens (gorgeous!) where we stopped to hear Isabel tell us brief history of Paris. We walked down the Champs Élysées and saw the Grand and Petit Palaces, and this is where Isabel bid us farewell. She told us that we really should see the Opera House at it was “a feast for the eyes”. So we headed that way.
Isabel wasn’t wrong! The Opera Garnier was magnificent… so extravagant the decor, one couldn’t help but gasp at every turn. A ballet company was rehearsing on the stage so we were unable to see the auditorium in the light… all the lights were out for practice. We were certain it was fabulous in there!

Upon leaving, we walked past the front steps of the Opera House and Bill turned to me and said, “There are some people here to see you!” I was taken aback as he led me up the steps to a couple that were hiding underneath a cardigan! Imagine my delight when I discovered that couple was Michaela and Ramiro, my dear friends from Austria!!! What a truly wonderful surprise! I haven’t seen them in 12 years! We all worked together in Vienna for 6 years. Michi is from Carinthia in Austria and Ramiro is from Rio in Brazil. Ramiro and I shared an apartment together for a long time when we were dancing together. We were very close friends. Michi and I have avidly kept in touch over the years since I left Austria. She helps me keep my Deutsch in check! They have a beautiful 4-year-old daughter, Amabel. Anyway, we immediately found a little cafe by the Opera so that we could stop, get a drink, eat and chat! I felt like I was in a dream! Apparently, when they heard that Bill and I were going to Paris, they decided they couldn’t miss out on the opportunity to come and surprise me and spend a few days with us! My husband, of course, orchestrated the whole thing with them! Michi and I couldn’t stop hugging each other! We have talked for so long about reuniting. They were unable to make our wedding back in 2005 and I haven’t had chance to go back to Austria since I left in 2001. It meant so much to me that they made the trip to France to come and be with us!

We headed back to the hotel. Bill took a nap and M, R, and I headed down to the spa for a sauna and swim. It was so refreshing! (Bill worked out that we had walked about 9 miles that first day all in all!)
We headed to St. Germain and had dinner at La Poissonerie… a wonderful neighbourhood gem! We then came back to the hotel and enjoyed a few glasses of vin rouge before heading to bed.

I have to make a brief interlude here to say that I did not have one bad glass of wine in Paris! I tried both red and white (Bordeaux and Chablis were my faves!) and they were all great! The bread was amazing everywhere too!

Thursday we were set to go on a tour of Montmartre (the artists’ district). Our lovely guide Louise and drizzly rain greeted us! Boo! Nevertheless, we donned raincoats and umbrellas and braved it! We began our tour in the red light district by the Moulin Rouge. We then began our trek up the hills of beautiful Montmartre. It is another world up there! So gorgeous and quaint. I loved it! It was so wonderful to hear the old tales of Van Gogh and Picasso and other artists. It was fun to see the cafe, grocery store and apartments that were featured in the movie Amelie. A we approached the Sacre Coeur it began to pour down with rain. We headed inside to take a look. It is the most amazing church… so breathtakingly beautiful outside and in. Unfortunately, we didn’t stay too long inside as I started to feel a little light-headed and faint. I’m not sure if it was the walk up… the claustrophobic-making crowds of people… the lack of sleep… or the fact that God was seriously looking down on me! Hahahaha! Anyway, I had to make a quick exit and take some deep breaths!

At the end of our tour we found a nearby cafe for lunch so that we could refuel. Then we decided to head back to the Tuillieries Gardens, La Place du Concorde, and then on to the Champs Élysées where we walked the miles of shops!

That evening we set off for an evening with La Nouvelle Eve (located near the Moulin Rouge). It was a fabulous show… great dancers and other performers (acrobats, magicians, etc). We really enjoyed it and ourselves! I had heard that the Moulin Rouge was just super touristy and crowded, hence me choosing La Nouvelle Eve. It was a good choice!

After the show, we set off to find somewhere to eat. We tried one place that had been recommended to us by our tour guides, but it was closed. We then foolishly relied on our taxi driver to take us somewhere. I have absolutely no idea which arrondissement we ended up in, but it was definitely geared to tourists. (Yes, I know we were tourists, but we wanted to experience the “real” Paris!) We ended up in this place that looked cute on the outside but the food was really poor. The dinging of the microwave as we walked in should have alerted us!!! Of course, Ramiro, in true Ramiro fashion, had no qualms about telling our server what he thought about it all! Hahaha!!!

We made it back to the hotel in one piece and enjoyed a few more drinks and a whole lot of giggles before heading to bed. I have to say that during those few days in Paris with R & M, we did not stop laughing the whole time! We had so much fun and silliness! I haven’t laughed that much in years!

Friday, we did a little shopping in the Opera District and then we decided to take a riverboat tour along the Seine. Michaela and I had fun navigating us all on the Metro (Bill and Ramiro just blindly followed us! LOL!). It was pretty chilly on the boat and was a very overcast day, but we were very glad that we did it.

Sadly, R & M had to leave for the airport in the late afternoon to head home to Vienna. It was so sad to see them leave, but we had made some wonderful memories together… and made lots of promises of future trips together! I honestly think having them with us really made our trip to Paris! I was so thrilled that they finally got to meet Bill… and they all got along so amazingly!

Later on that evening, Bill and I stuck to our tour guides’ recommendation and headed to La Coupe-Chou in the Latin Quarter for dinner. It was perfect for our last meal in Paris. The restaurant building was so old and quaint and full of ambience and character. Our meal was phenomenal. Bill had Boeuf Bourgignon that was heavenly! I enjoyed some amazing scallops. Bill stayed Parisian and had Napoleon for dessert and I had a wonderful fruit compote. It was just a lovely evening and end to our fabulous trip to Paris.

On Saturday, we got up, had a leisurely breakfast and finished packing before heading back to the train station and back to the UK. I feel so lucky and thrilled that we were able to do this trip. We were so grateful to my Mum for taking care of Gwennie whilst we went. They had a wonderful time together and I think it did them the world of good to have some one-on-one time with one another!

Contemplating life and friendships.

Gosh, it’s been a long time since I have written. I have so many posts in my head.

I have so much to write about Gwennie… about her amazing progress at school… about her intellect, her kind heart, her talents, and sweet ways.

I have much to write about work… I am waiting on new photos of our amazing instructors and studio. There are some big changes going on and things to share.

I would like to write about my husband…. about his amazing new store and his unending impeccable hard-work etiquette.

But, whenever I am feeling down and a little sad… that is when I am truly inspired to write. I guess it is a little like therapy. We need to purge and let go to be able to move on.

I feel a little abandoned and cast-aside by some people I thought were friends. In hindsight, I realize that true friends stand beside you because they truly love and know you… but it doesn’t stop the pain from rising when people, due to certain circumstances, unceremoniously dump you. It doesn’t matter to what standards I hold others and myself; I cannot expect everyone else to think or feel the same way as me.

Needless to say, I am hurt and sad, and sometimes, downright lonely. I don’t really trust anyone and I always have an exit plan in my head. Always. Maybe that sounds bizarre to you. But I think you would be lying if you didn’t “get it” a little bit. Let’s face it… we all want to be loved and cherished.

I try to give out what I would like to receive. Am I perfect? Hell no. I know I have messed up many times in life, but I put them all down to experiences learned. But I do know that I have a good heart and I would do anything for anybody. If you cross me or hurt me repeatedly, then I have a very hard time forgiving you. I am a true Lioness. Mess with me and I will go into protective mode and shut you out. It isn’t because I don’t care about you, it’s because I need to protect my heart and the ones I love. Those of you, who really know me, understand I have been through A LOT in my life. Those of you who don’t may not understand why I am so sensitive. I’ll tell you one day if you will give me the chance. I would like to learn more about you too. Listening to one another’s trials and difficulties brings us more together, I believe.

I do believe that our upbringings and cultures play a lot into all of this. Before I go into anything, I just want to say that I am NOT putting down any culture, country, belief, or anything. I am just retailing my experience.

I have never felt truly at home here in the States. I love it here. I love this country, I love Florida and the weather, I love my husband and the good friends I have made… but it has been hard to make friends and still I find it very hard to truly trust any of them 100%. I feel like I constantly have to keep my guard up. I used to give so much and now I feel like it’s in my best interests to hold back…. Because no-one is capable of giving what I am used to giving. God, that sounds selfish, but I have friends from back home who I have known since I was tiny and we haven’t seen each other for years, yet we are still there for each other 150%. No question.

I feel like an outsider here. I don’t get the flakiness of “friendships”. How you can be the “in person” one month and then not the next. Why people can’t hold true to their word. Why I feel like I have to do all the work. If I don’t reach out to people, I don’t hear from them. It sucks.

And you know what? I know I am not the only person to feel like this. I know a lot of people feel this way. So what is it with our/this society these days? Are we so spoiled with the crazy technology available to us that we can’t physically communicate with people properly anymore?

Maybe.

And I know the people that will respond to this post. They will be the friends who live hundreds or thousands of miles away. And again, it will make me a little bit sad, because if I were a free bird, I would move back to be closer to these people. But I have made my family/home here and it is my responsibility to stay put.

I would love to hear how you feel. Be honest! Good or bad.

Names in the Sand

I was so touched to receive an email from Carly Marie Dudley last week.
Carly lives in Australia and suffered the tragic loss of her baby boy as I did.

Carly very graciously writes names in the sand of her favourite beach… it’s called Christian’s Beach (named so after her son).
Carly wrote Henry’s name in the sand for us.

She wrote thousands of names on that day and towards the end of her writing, the most amazing double rainbow lit the sky.
If that wasn’t a sign from all the dear little angels up there, I don’t know what was.

Carly is very proactive in helping grieving parents heal over their loss of their little ones. Please go and read about all the wonderful things she does at her website, Carly Marie Project Heal.

Thank you, Carly! You are a beautiful soul!

Henry James Porter dedication….

Henry James Porter ~ Always in our hearts

Henry James Porter ~ Always in our hearts

My friend Jenn.

My friend Jenn.

I met her back in the summer of 2005; we met through the mutual love of a band 30 Seconds to Mars.
We became friends online before meeting up for the first time at a 30STM concert in Daytona.
I had no idea that I was about to meet one of the dearest friends of my lifetime.

Let me tell you about Jenn.
Firstly, she blows you away with her striking looks. She has the most beautiful eyes that gaze deep into your soul.
She is tall and elegant.

Beautiful Jennifer

Beautiful Jennifer

She is tender and sensitive, fiercely loyal and true, funny and silly, and patient and kind.
Not once have I ever experienced one teensy ounce of bitchiness from Jenn. She is a rare gem.
I have never once doubted her love for me. I have never doubted that she always has my back.
It’s a pretty rare occurrence these days to find someone so genuine and sincere.
I cherish her. I love her.
She is a true friend and it is an honour to have her in my life.

Jen is wildly talented. She is one of the most talented artists I know.
Her paintings are outstanding and breathtaking.
She remains modest and humble.

Jimmy Gnecco

Jimmy Gnecco


One of my absolute favourites!

One of my absolute favourites!

Jenn loves Gwennie and Gwennie loves her back… very much!

Jenn with baby Gwennie

Jenn with baby gwennie


At the beach today!

At the beach today!

Jenn is moving to Washington State next week.
My heart is so sad. Sad that I cannot just get in the car and drive to see her or vice versa.
I am so proud of her for doing this though.
She has been through many challenges and she is standing up and fighting back and is making a positive change in her life.

I can’t wait to go visit her.
We will ALWAYS be friends.
The one thing I have noticed is that miles can get in the way at times, but true friendships withstand those miles and can never be torn apart.

I love you, Jenn. I miss you already. You are always here in my heart and I will see you soon!

Jenn and I in Seattle... we got matching star tattoos behind our ears this night!

Jenn and I in Seattle… we got matching star tattoos behind our ears this night!

Maximus Max… big name for a little guy!

So it is about time we welcomed the new addition to our family.
His name is Maximus Max and he is a guinea pig.

It all started with Gwennie wanting a horse.
Yikes!
We managed to whittle it down to something a lot more smaller, thank goodness!
So Gwennie asked Father Christmas for a guinea pig.

Dad was amazing… he got on the case right with me and helped search for the perfect piggy!
He found Maximus at his local shelter and cared for him for a few days until it was time for F.C. to bring him to Gwennie on his sleigh (or rather in the back of a Surburban GMC!).
Max was in a cage with 3 other guinea pigs when Dad went to see him. He had been bullied and was covered in scabs.
He was just a baby… about 5-6 months old.
Dad and his wife, Pat, did a great job of nursing the little guy back to health and getting him ready for his big, special delivery to our dear little girl!

Grandpoo and Maximus

Grandpoo and Maximus

Gwennie was so thrilled when she discovered her wish had come true.
I have to say she has been absolutely amazing with Max.
The novelty has not worn off and she cannot wait to get home from school each day and let Max out of his cage and spend time with him.
When she is at home, Max is always hanging out with her.

He lives a very exciting and adventurous life now. He gets to go on walks around the neighbourhood…

Walkies with Gwennie & Kate

Walkies with Gwennie & Kate

He gets to talk to Granny in the UK every weekend….

"Hi Granny! What's up?"

“Hi Granny! What’s up?”

He regularly gets a check-up from Dr. Porter…

"Take a deep breath in...."

“Take a deep breath in….”

And he gets to hang out with the big “guinea pig”…

Kate: "At least it isn't a puppy!"

Kate: “At least it isn’t a puppy!”

He loves being with his best friend, Gwennie…

Self-portait!

Self-portait!


Zzzzzz...

Zzzzzz…


Sharing a moment!

Sharing a moment!

I never thought I would become so fond of a guinea pig, but he really is the dearest little chap!
He is so calm and docile and cuddly… and is very good-natured.
He has certainly landed on his paws and enjoys a wide variety of wonderful culinary delights, such as kale, oranges, celery, apples, strawberries, and carrots.

Kate has been ever so good with him!
She was very curious at first and definitely wanted to check out his cage and food situation, but now she just ignores him for the most part!

So welcome Maximus Max! We love having you be a part of our family!
Here’s to making lots of lovely memories with you!

Merida feeds her sidekick!

Merida feeds her sidekick!