Entries in piglets (14)
completely out of the blue, and with no signs of being pregnant, one of our lady hogs due for slaughter next week just gave birth to four piglets! they are healthy looking, although i’m concerned that the mother’s teats aren’t as swollen as the last few mothers i’ve witnessed. the piglets, however, look nothing like oprah’s milk-less and dying piglets i saw this past summer, so i will assume for now that all is well.
another graduating class of piglets make their first little hoof prints on the rough streets of general population. as they leave the small piglet pen they have inhabited for the last month, they are leaving behind their entire world. it’s all they know.
if cute baby piglet pictures could be used as currency, i’d be the richest man alive. i’m the lebron james of cute baby piglet pictures. i’ve resorted to storing my undocumented plethora of piglet pictures—under an alias, of course—in an offshore bank account in barbados, to avoid domestic taxes. i wake up in the morning, uncle scrooge mcduck dive into a giant swimming pool of cute piglet pictures and backstroke it to work.
in case you haven’t gathered, they enjoy milk, piling on top of each other, and piling on top of each other while asleep.
this character, despite his brother’s nosing, fell asleep—standing—at the tit.
and he’s out.
i’ve become increasingly more paranoid about what the animals do during a rain storm. let’s face it, we all stay inside, and they’re all together, conspiring willy nilly about who knows what.
exhibit, a: look at those beady eyes: