This guy is Old, old, old old very, very old. His name is Piggy, pig or piglet. Every morning is a wonder he is still with us. Yesterday we were talking over coffee and my Mom siad he is a routine ritual. Every morning I am off to check piggy.
He won't let you cuddle him or even that close to him. He does love his littel purple house that is full of hay. He waits every morning at his food dish and loves to leave grain in his water dish. I am pretty sure the grain in the water dish is he is just too old to chew it all. Or he is just idle and lazy to care.