I was thinking of "this little piggy went to market, this little piggy stayed home..." except at the end of March when they really do go to market, NOT bringing home roast beef, I might be sad.
Here is Jenga, she is getting big and some nice definition as Tyler says "my pig has the best butt of all"
Here is Jenga, she is getting big and some nice definition as Tyler says "my pig has the best butt of all"
This is Sizzlez eating her apple. Christopher insisted she can't eat an apple if we don't squash it for her. I insisted if she can play fetch with a bowling ball, she can figure out how to eat an apple. Sure enough she can eat an apple by herself, AND she doesn't complain if it gets dirt on it, AND if you forget the sticker, she won't complain about that either.
Since we had some lovely rain, the hay was getting wet, so we put it up on the roof of their houses (does this make you think of "my house is made out of straw" ?) Christopher started knocking some off and Sizzlez decided he was playing a game with her, so while he knocked it off, she ran around the pen and then shoved it into the house.
This is "Baby Pig" (mostly pink, actually she is a "blue butt" probably TMI) and Baby Pig's sister. They were tiny pigs a couple pens down. Baby Pig's sister bunked with Jenga one night, her first night in the yard, and then moved into her pen and then to another pen at Grandpa's farm. That left Baby Pig all alone. Baby Pig seemed to spend her time trying to get into the pen with Jenga or Sizzlez. We spent more time trying to keep Baby Pig in her pen over Christmas break then I care to count. Sydney wanted a tiny pig for next year, then when she saw all the chasing going on, decided for a larger one.





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