In my defence, I make the following submissions.
Poor Boris has had a rough start in life. He’d been sold by a pet shop as a juvenile boar guaranteed to be a good companion for someone’s elderly boar. Needless to say as a teenager he was a far from ideal companion and the relationship didn’t work, so he found himself at the rescue. On his arrival Helen decided his only option was to visit the plum fairy and find a wife. So he found himself homeless and plumless all in a matter of days. I only agreed to foster him on the strict proviso that he left after his 6 weeks were up. He was an ideal foster house guest. Tidy pooper, polite non fussy eater, and very quiet. He sat all on his own waiting out his 6 weeks post neuter patiently. It wasn’t his fault, or mine, that the lockdown happened, or that there was then no sign of the lockdown being lifted or the rescue reopening nor of any potential end to his solitary confinement. So it was only with his very best interests at heart, and no self interest on my part that he met my ladies Evie and Iris. And wooed them. And moved in with them. into a hastily thrown together grids set up with no base, no proper connectors, no proper planning at all. clear evidence that there was a lack of intent on our part to add to our collection of failed fosters.
So you see, I’m not really to blame in any of this.......
Poor Boris has had a rough start in life. He’d been sold by a pet shop as a juvenile boar guaranteed to be a good companion for someone’s elderly boar. Needless to say as a teenager he was a far from ideal companion and the relationship didn’t work, so he found himself at the rescue. On his arrival Helen decided his only option was to visit the plum fairy and find a wife. So he found himself homeless and plumless all in a matter of days. I only agreed to foster him on the strict proviso that he left after his 6 weeks were up. He was an ideal foster house guest. Tidy pooper, polite non fussy eater, and very quiet. He sat all on his own waiting out his 6 weeks post neuter patiently. It wasn’t his fault, or mine, that the lockdown happened, or that there was then no sign of the lockdown being lifted or the rescue reopening nor of any potential end to his solitary confinement. So it was only with his very best interests at heart, and no self interest on my part that he met my ladies Evie and Iris. And wooed them. And moved in with them. into a hastily thrown together grids set up with no base, no proper connectors, no proper planning at all. clear evidence that there was a lack of intent on our part to add to our collection of failed fosters.
So you see, I’m not really to blame in any of this.......
In so pleased for you all xx
aww hi Boris, you have found yourself on your feet here. How clever of you to create a global pandemic so that you didn't need to move home again... however if you would like to get rid of it now that would be great too!
oh Boris, finally you were in the right place at the right time...
), congratulations to you and Boris! 
He’s absolutely gorgeous