Just got back from a few days away. First morning I got homesick at my full 'English' breakfast (it should have been described as Scottish, the tattie scones were lovely). A real beast of a tomato was served up and I thought, wouldn't the girls love that.
DD 1 & 2 let me face time the guinea pigs
(yes really) DD2's phone my end, DD1 held her phone in the hutch and I was able to talk to my piggies. They knew my voice and came running out their bedroom and sniffed the phone.
This morning they have come out to see me but have been judgey that I only had the last of the celery DD1 has been giving them. They obviously expected me to go and pick grass. Sigh.