Every morning and evening I carry a bucket of feed into the pigpen and I'm quickly surrounded by our four squealing, screaming, hungry pigs.
I begin what I call the "pig dance."
I'm dancing to get away from the pigs who want to slime me with their snouts as I hurriedly dump feed into their food dishes.
Most days, I can't get away fast enough and they "stamp" me with their snouts!
I'll sure be happy when Fitz builds the pig trough!
(they've changed the format of Blogger and this was supposed to post a few days ago and didn't!)
(they've changed the format of Blogger and this was supposed to post a few days ago and didn't!)
Ooooo PIG SCHNOZ Gross! :-)
ReplyDeleteThink how good they're going to taste.
Bring a canvas out there & let them have a go at it....Modern Art!
ReplyDeleteI'm still stuck on how good they are going to taste even tho the thought of butchering them ... well, thoughts like those switch me back to being a Carb-eater.
ReplyDeletePerfect pig snout stamp! LOL!!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it amazing how perfectly they stamp? I'm happy they're not trying to take a bite!
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