Yesterday's comments yielded a question
about how Ginger and MaryAnn came to live on the farm.
(I love questions...they make for easy blog posts...so ask away!!)
The answer to this question deserves it's own chapter,
(and it's one that is already written)
but I will give you a brief synopsis.
Our Tale of Two Piggies starts six and a half years ago.
(I can hardly believe it was that long ago!)
A blogging friend from West Virginia (Verde Farm) contacted me
to let me know that she had newborn Kunekune pigs and wondered if I was interested.
I could end the story right there...
because, of course, you know the answer.
The trip to West Virginia was exciting and full of drama.
Amanda and I made it a two day adventure... and oh what an adventure it was.
(sorry.... no spoilers)
The long and short of it is...
we brought two tiny piggies home in a dog crate...
They were only as big as our barn kitten, Leo.
They were adopted by our dear, sweet, beloved Maddie.
(who, sadly, is no longer with us... but waits for us under a big old tree in Heaven)
My, how everyone has grown!
And you might recognize a few faces from their earlier days...
Tom, Chuck and Edith... only Tom (on right) remains.
There's Smilin' Jill... before her under-bite became so pronounced.
Just thinking about the six and a half years that these two piggies girls have spent with us
makes me smile.
Our farm family has filled my life with more joy than I ever thought possible...
and those two pigs are on the top of the joy heap.
It's snowing once again... the result of another Nor-Easter passing through.
As I sit here on the couch in front of the fire...
this fellow has draped himself across the back of my shoulders like a fur collar...
giving me kisses...
as I knit a sweater for this fellow....
Life is good.