Floss and I went to see Vitamin today in her Fat Fighters Field.

But, before we reached her field, we met four little piglets that were newly arrived at their croft.

I am not sure if I am a piglet/piggie person.

On the one hand, they remind me, of Gremlins after they have eaten.

And, on the other, of Jack, my little Patterdale – same shape and with the same language.

I do see that pigs are sort of cute.

They have huge expressions and communicate all the time with each other, mostly about food.

And there is even a human-esque quality to them which, I think, is purely anthropomorphic, in reality.

I can understand sheep.  I can even tame sheep, but I just don’t get pigs.

(the film “Babe” has never appealed and that voice was just plain annoying).

It could be the shape of their face – those ridiculous ears.

The snout.

They almost look prehistoric.

Anywho, we left the piggies, visited the ducks (a happy little comedy Marx Brother foursome).

And there, in the distance, was a newly-slimmed Vitamin.

She looked perfect for coming into winter.

She had her same beautiful expression and was very pleased to see us, whickering when we came over. It is good that she is happy and settled in her slimming environment.  This field in spring/summer probably saved her life.  It was my fault for feeding her last winter and I know this.

Anywho, they all have a lovely view.

And the pigs are happy.

(they still freak me out!)