Oh My Nylablue –

Uh-oh.  I’m in trouble with the love of my life – my Nylablue.  I’m in what dad calls the proverbial pig house – similar to a dog house.  You see, I was just fooling around yesterday on April Fools Day when I did a post titled I’m Sorry.   It was just a joke.  You know how us guys can be.  But my beloved, she read it and didn’t wait to go down to the bottom of the page so she thinks I strayed.  Which might I add, I would never do on my Nylablue – my heart – my sweet little purr thing that holds my piggy heart.  She wouldn’t even talk to me last night via her mom Sherri-Ellen.  My poor Nylablue stomped off to her bedroom and wouldn’t come back out.  Thus, I am in DEEP trouble.  I guess you could say this was our first squabble.  So I need to show my Nylablue how I feel about her.

My love Nylablue. My heart is only for you.

It’s not meant for any other.  You’re the glue that keeps me together.

You are so beautiful and I’m not delusional.

I love you with all my heart and there’s no reason for me to dart.

Because when I am about, I don’t want to be without.

You’re like a dove in my heart that fills me with such love.

So this little piggy loves his little kitty.

And here’s a ring for his sweet purr thing 🙂

 

I Like Pig Butts and I Can Not Lie – Sing it With Me

Go ahead, I know you sung those words in your head. Admit it. I’m okay with it. I won’t tell anyone whatsoever – snort.

Mom is *always* telling me that I have the cutest little derriere. I have to kind of agree to that. Although personally, I do believe my tail is slighly off centered… just a bit. Not that I spend too many long hours in my bedroom looking at my captains quarters in the mirror. I mean that would be weird, right? PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud).

Now you want to see my behinney, don’t you. To see what I’m talking about.

Look at the picture and see what you think of my captains quarters.

My tail is slightly to the right a bit before it curves down. Do you see it? I mean as far as tails go, that is a striking tail. Very long, nice little white fur at the end that is braidable – not that I would know anything about that.

And trust me, when I’m happy I can make that tail go! It swings so fast back and forth, that mom tells me I’m going to take off flying. See, it’s true – pigs with enough thrust can fly!

Thoughts on my back side? Please share – this oinker needs a pick me up on his body image.

XOXO Bacon