DH is always saying that the piggies aren't very bright. I keep telling him that they're as smart as they need to be. They know who gives them their pellets and hay (me). They know who gives them most of their treats (DH). Who gets squeals when he walks into the room? You guessed it, DH.
In the past few days one of our piggies has convinced DH that they are far smarter than he thought. One night, the piggies were on the couch with me and DH was sitting on the floor. He turned around and started giving Ginger a "shiatsu massage." Ginger ate it up, stretching out full length. After that, every time DH would come into the room while the piggies were enjoying couch time, Ginger would run to the side where DH was. The minute DH touched him, Ginger dropped flat on the couch cushion so DH could give him a proper massage.
Tonight, I was watching TV with the piggies and I told DH that Ginger wanted his massage. When DH came into the room, Ginger ran straight to him.
Yep. Just as smart as they need to be.
In the past few days one of our piggies has convinced DH that they are far smarter than he thought. One night, the piggies were on the couch with me and DH was sitting on the floor. He turned around and started giving Ginger a "shiatsu massage." Ginger ate it up, stretching out full length. After that, every time DH would come into the room while the piggies were enjoying couch time, Ginger would run to the side where DH was. The minute DH touched him, Ginger dropped flat on the couch cushion so DH could give him a proper massage.
Tonight, I was watching TV with the piggies and I told DH that Ginger wanted his massage. When DH came into the room, Ginger ran straight to him.
Yep. Just as smart as they need to be.