This morning there was something falling from the sky. It was so weird. I could hear it in my bedroom from the window. After mommy fed me breakfast, she held me and took me outside to see it. She called it rain. I call it wet and cold – pig shivers. Not much for that rain stuff.
Mommy took me back inside and held me rocking me to sleep. I think every morning should be started with room service and then being held and rocked to sleep, don’t you? It’s a perfect way to start the day š
I wonder what new thing mommy will give me today? Yawn… This little piglet is tired. Going back to bed now. Oink oink out!
Piglove 