The 3 little pigs arrived yesterday. 3 months old with skin glistening in the sun. Our toddler Grub took to them straight away and wanted to stroke their noses. I looked at them and tried to see a joint of ham without success. We've called them Puck, Pickle and Pixle.
Norman the neighbour showed us a chicken that was just trying to crack its way out of the shell. Its little heart was beating so quick - Grub tried to help it on its way out by picking at the shell.
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