The egg inspector comes today. We are ready for him. Though little poo bum might stay in his bedroom for the visit.
Animals who get to sit about while the grown ups work, watching with great intention but little actual contribution.
You can breathe again. Piglet is back in the game.
More rain. More mud. More scooping of the poop. And sadly our little piglet is not doing so well.
Torrential rain out on the plain. At least it was not for long. But it poured.