Summer So Far

We didn't know quite what to make of the recent hot summer weather here recently. We found it quite uncomfortable but we just decided to spent the main part of the day sleeping. Herself was amazed to find us still up at eleven at night.

Herself took this photo while we were having a nap. Our house is in a shady part of the field so it was quite cool in there.

In the afternoon Hammy figured out how to slop our water out of the heavy barrel and make a pig wallow.  It took me a while to get the hang of it. Herself was a bit rude and called me stupid.  You can see a video she made of us all having a good old wallow on her vine post under name MMG.

She took this photo from her bedroom window.  You can see we have rooted up the grass but as it's old and needs reseeding, she says she's not bothered; as long as we don't make a mess like in the other place.

We've Arrived

Looking at this photo you would have to admit we've arrived. Sorry for not keeping you all updated but honestly, haven't had any time guys. Been rootin' - you know how it is?

Anyway it's cooled down a bit now and I have a few minutes before hitting the hay. Well it's straw actually. Silly saying really.

Since we left the hell hole with all the rocks we have been really busy making this green patch brown. It's been so hot though we have to spend a lot of time in bed.  We get up early and have a bit of a root about. Herself is never up, so then we go back for a kip and eventually she sticks her head over the fence and says we are always in bed? Kettle calling the pot black methinks.

Herself complains we are too fussy. We just don't like apples, carrots, pears or, well lots of stuff. She says we need to be starved for a while. 

We love to scratch ourselves on the big silver thing she insists on filling with water. But the stupid Hammy mixes me up with the water barrel sometimes.

Today herself started cutting all the grass down opposite us with a noisy stick. She was swinging it about like there was no tomorrow.  She says she's going to give us some more space to root up. She says we are the porcine earth movers.

Do any of you guys know what she's on about because she has us baffled?

I promise to keep you all updated from now on. It's just been - well you know how it is?

We're on the Move

My name is now Harry.
Herself has stopped calling me Little Pig at long last. I was really lucky, I could have been called Hamish if the visitors from Scotland had their way.  The runts are Hammy and Hock and they have got a lot bigger. They have lovely shiny coats now with no bare patches.

We are moving soon, up to herself's back field.  We think it will be great and really easy to escape from. We are waiting for her to get some fencing repaired and to build us a house. We think we may be waiting.....

I don't miss Rasher anymore now that the runts are getting a bit more interesting.  We are outside all the time now but we don't much like the rain.  It's been great for a few weeks now but it has been very cold.

Herself gives us extra straw when it's cold and we bury down into it, snuggled up beside each other.  She laughs her head off sometimes when she comes down and we are still in bed. When we get up we have a load of straw still on our faces. I don't even notice to be honest but for some reason she finds it funny.

We still get lots of visitors and we like when they come in and give me a scratch. I love an old scratch.

When Harry met Molly

This is Molly pup. Herself was minding her and her cat-hating brother, Mac.  Mac hated us too and tried to bite me.  I soon sorted him!  Molly was sweet though and I even let her steal some of my food.

Rasher and Sausage hated all the dogs but I don't mind them at all.  In fact I like everyone.  I'm a very happy pig.