Why you lousy, goat-for-nothing thief! Give me back my lunch!
(nhhrrgh!) This is (hrrrggnh!) no way (arrrgth!) to treat a vegetarian!
Well, fine! I didn’t want your stupid carrot anyway!
Hee, hee, hee — Chelsea knows we’re running her photos in reverse order.
Sense of direct-shons? No.
CLOMP CLOMP CLOMP:
Eve S., Where’s Bee!?
Just a few pieces left to go…
I need a bit of pig for the upper right corner…
and then I’m missing some pig on the left side…
well, I guess it’s all pig, really.
Seen at Kensington State Park in Michigan, courtesy of Claire H.
Born on a truck headed for a slaughterhouse, Angelo was on his way to lamb-chop Heaven when a sharp-eyed passerby begged the driver to set him free. Now in the care of Farm Sanctuary, he’s a sproinging, munching, pig-sniffing bundle of joy.
Video provided by Farm Sanctuary.
Sender-Inner Mary F. just sent in the most redonk submishe. Upon further inspecshe, her submishe led us to the R.P.B. (Redonk Piglet Belleh) below. Now I see why they are called Pot Belleh Peegs. I SEE IT!
Love the look on his face, Mary F.
“Look, I’m not going to call her a parasite, but need I remind anyone that I’m man’s best friend?
Let me guess, Duchess the Pit Bull knows that Polly the Pig has the intellectual edge, Jeremy O.
“Dammit, Clive! Whisper – whisper! – sweet nothings in my ear!”
Clive wasn’t picking up what she was throwing down, Chris V. via Wildpark Lüneburger Heide
“Why I’m wearing this mesh vest, I have no clue, but I do know another adventure is upon us. Will I be a Scuba Diver? WWF Wrestler? Latex Salesman? It’s anyone’s guess, really.”
“What I do know is I need to prepare, so if you’ll please excuzzzzzzzzzzz…”
Get him a Mr. Pibb from the Piggly Wiggly to wake those curled trotters – stat, Claire C.
Today was Saturday – or as he liked to call it – “Adventure Day”, and Figaro could barely contain his excitement during the short train ride to their special place.
But when a fellow traveler asked where they were going, Figaro could no longer keep the news to himself, and he gleefully shouted, “We’re going to the most magical place on earth! There are carrots and celery and corn – all right next to each other, in one giant room named the Piggly Wiggly!”
Keep letting Figaro believe the store caters specifically to him, Claire C.
P.S. Snorf-hance:
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