This weekend I played around the house running up and down the halls to my bedroom and through the front room. Mom says it’s a hoot to be sitting on the couch and hearing a piglet snorting and running through the house. When she wasn’t expecting it, I would stop right in front of her and ‘bark’. It scares her and makes her jump every time – snort. My ‘bark’ is kind of like between a dog’s bark and a rooster call. It’s kind of funny even for me to hear.
I did a lot of playing in the house because the purr things were playing with me. We played tag a lot. Hemi, the older purr thing, likes to slap me in the butt and take off. I try to chase him down but he’s fast and can jump on the couch really fast. I’m fast but I also have my belly to contend with and it slows me down just a tad.
The other purr thing, Mouse, well she’s just a little princess. She likes to sit on the couch and wag her tail when I come by. She knows I’m going to try to get it and if I do she screams all mercy so dad comes and saves her.
We all have our play toys as well that we scatter throughout the house. I don’t know why but all of mine are in the shape of pigs. I haven’t gotten the connection there? One of mine is a tug of war piggy with strong rope. I like it when mom gets on one side and I’m on the other. I use my teeth, mom uses her hooves. It’s a great way to spend some time.
Other than playing around, I slept a lot. I love it when mom lets me on the couch and she snuggles with me. I feel safe and get all cozy warm. I get so relaxed that I start snoring and dreaming.
Piglove 