Mom came in my room this morning to wake me for breakfast. She got worried because *I* didn’t wake her up like I usual do. She looked and didn’t see me. That’s when she found me playing pig and seek in my sleep – snort giggles.
It got kind of chilly willy last night at the Hotel Thompson. The season is finally changing and I’m finally hitting some of my hibernation mode. I was so snuggled in my bed with the blankets pulled up over my snout in dream land. You ask, “What does a pig dream about?” I’m glad you asked that. I dream about, of course, food, running, eating, getting my deep piggy massage, more food and maybe chasing the purr things. You know, the normal things.
During my little hibernation mode, I sleep really deep as you can tell from this picture. I like to roll around until I get all of the blankies tucked around me. As long as my snout has breathing space, I’m good.