pig shuffling..

today we shuffled the pigs from one field to another..

with all the constant rain the pig field had turned from a grassy oasis in to this...

 

hideous

you would think that being pigs that they would relish the great muddy outdoors but our pigs just do not..

put plain and simple its due to the fact that they are a couple of media lovies...

its true...

heres the evidence..

a book written all about them which clearly in their eyes elevates them above those *other* pigs that are happy to wallow in mud..

nope

our starlets like nothing better than sitting inside a cosy house and having a  human slave

  *insert my name here* waiting on them hand and foot...

i blame the whymens...

 clearly they spent years indulging roxi and butch with their superstar ways, telling them how they should just sit back put up their  trotters and enjoy the limelight..

i have news for you my starstruck duo ...

you are no longer living it up in the hazy glow of South East England..

you're Northern pigs now...

 best toughen up pronto..

unfortunately  i think the fact we shuffled them in to a larger field with access to the whole lower barn has given them the whiff of superiority again....

best not tell them that today a whole new book is available about a chap named Hercules...

he's a sausage but not of the piggy kind..

 t x