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THE MUCK
More rain. More mud. More scooping of the poop. And sadly our little piglet is not doing so well.
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PIGLET IN HIS BED
As piglet neared the end of his third day he found himself totally alone. All his family had died one way or the other. A resilient wee fellow he decamped to the pile of my dirty farm clothes. They smelt right I guess.



