Time Warp Blog Hop

YAY!  It’s Tuesday’s Time Warp Blog Hop.  My friends Mollie and Alfie at http://www.molliesdogtreats.co.uk/ and my friend Easy at  http://easyweimaraner.wordpress.com/ are hosting a Time Warp Blog Hop today.  It’s all about posting pictures about when you were small and flash forwarded to today.  What an awesome idea!

I’ve looked and looked through my baby albums and found one that touched my little piggy heart and one that is more current.  I hope you enjoy them my friends!

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 This is me with my mommy when she adopted me at a mere three weeks old.  This was about 2.5 years ago.  Look how small I was!  Can you believe all of that cuteness?  Those little hooves, that little snout and that small pot belly?  I think between 3 weeks and 6 weeks, the only time I was on all fours was when I was eating, sleeping or using the bathroom.  Other than that, I was right there in mom’s arms the entire time being cradled and comforted.

Those were great days my friends.  I was a little runt and didn’t think that I would find such a home with so much love.  My two other brothers and sister had already been adopted out.  But mom, she took one look at me from a message sent by my biological mom and she fell in love.  And you know what?  I fell in love when I saw her too.  The first time she held me, I put my snout in her neckline and went right to sleep.  It was love at first snouting.

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This is me now.  I’ve grown just a little bit.  I’m still not too big that I can’t snuggle in my mom’s arms at night while we watch television.  And trust me, she tells me that I’m not too big yet that she can’t pick me up when my alter ego, deviled ham, comes out.

This is one of the rare shots you will find of me outside in nature.  I’m just not a nature kind of pig.  I don’t care for the grass to touch my hooves.  I know that seems odd and everything but I just don’t like it.  I’ll tip toe around on the grass, run around a bit but I’m just not a big fan.  What can I say?  I’m not your average everyday kind of barn animal piggy.

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Oh, I shouldn’t be the only one in my Time Warp Blog Hop.  This is my mom today.  Hey, I gotta share the love, right?  If it wasn’t for her and her dream of always wanting an oinker, I probably wouldn’t be here entertaining you with my blog.

And thank you my friends for all of the kind comments yesterday.  Mommy is no longer feeling ‘magenta’.  She’s feeling happy – that’s a great and wonderful color!

Happy Time Warp Blog Hop my friends!

 

Oh Dear – I Need Help My Friends

This isn’t good.  This is not good at all.  I need help my friends- LOTS of help.  I need to make mommy better.  She is having what she calls a ‘magenta’ kind of day.  You don’t know what that is, do you?  Mom is a huge fan of the Golden Girls and that’s where it comes from.  This is what it means:

“Magenta…that’s what I call it when I get that way. All kinds of feelings tumbling all over themselves. Well you know, you’re not quite blue, because you’re not really sad. And although you’re a little bit jealous you wouldn’t say you’re green with envy. And every now and then you realize you’re kind of scared but you’d hardly call yourself yellow…I hate that feeling. Just hate it. And I hate the color magenta. That’s why I named it that. Magenta. No way to really explain it but, fortunately between friends you don’t have to.” ~Blanche Devereaux

You get it now?  Plus she had to go to the worky place today.  Magenta, Monday and work equals not a good combination.  Not one particular thing can be the reason for Magenta.  It’s lots of little things snowballed into one giant I need to shout it out like the kid from Home Alone.

Perhaps that would work for mommy?  But then again, she’s at work and I really wouldn’t advise that in her industry.  So, what do we do to get mommy out of the Magenta mood and into say a blue colorful happy color?  Suggestions my friends?  Anything you can help me with?