My piggies are no weekend fans... Normally they get broccoli or cabbage in the morning and then a loooong lazy siesta with hay breaks until I get home from work but during the weekends they have to be on their toes ALL DAY and ONE MORE DAY AFTER THAT to not miss a single opportunity for a wee morsel to stuff in their starving bellies.
In the afternoon they are usually pooped and just crash, tires of keeping watch
Mette-Marit hiding in the cave
Bo streched out under some VERY masculine fleece.
Martha lounging in one of many cozies
Piggies are not meant to work that hard, "we're not border collies!", as Bo phrased it.
In the afternoon they are usually pooped and just crash, tires of keeping watch
Mette-Marit hiding in the cave
Bo streched out under some VERY masculine fleece.
Martha lounging in one of many cozies
Piggies are not meant to work that hard, "we're not border collies!", as Bo phrased it.
