Wednesday, 16 September 2009


What with there being nine growing and rambunctious piglets, it's practically impossible to get all of them in shot at the same time. As these three snored in the sun, the mud from their wallow caked on their backs, the other six were rushing about making their distinctive excitable woofing noises.
All of them will be in their new homes in the next week or so and I will miss their joyous, curious natures. Now weaned, they seem a self sufficient bunch, and certainly Aunt Agatha is not missing their insistent nuzzling; she is sleeping the sleep of a tired sow, catching up on me time as her milk starts to dry up.


Welshcakes Limoncello said...

What a wallow they must have had! They do look contented.

Scriptor Senex said...

Don't they grow up quickly. Soon be time for them to leave home!

Yorkshire Pudding said...

I think you are getting mixed up ma'am. That is surely a picture of three members of the Tory shadow cabinet after a "working" lunch in Soho.

Anonymous said...

...and I saw them being born! Love YP's comment.

Mopsa said...

Welshcakes - they made it themselves. Clever things, pigs.

SS - most of them went today!

YP - unfair to pigs.

LocksPark - they are ginormous munching things with a waist to match their appetites.