My sister Lindsay just left with her husband for the Caribbean for a full week and left her four kids, dog, cat and mini pig behind. Somehow she managed to talk me into driving her toddler daughter to and from school every day, drive her son to gymnastics both ways AND watch her pig for the entire week.
Pogo hasn’t been here in a while since the last playdate was at my sister’s house about a month ago (what happened to our weekly playdate plans?!). Pogo outgrew his carrier so I had no choice but to pick him up and sit him on the seat in my car.
He managed to immediately drag up some pretzels I had hidden away in the cup holder in case of emergency to quiet the kids.
I grabbed them away (don’t worry, Lindsay) and then he hopped onto my lap.
Pogo, unlike Cocco, is quite large. He is heavy too. Most pigs’ weight is very dense and concentrated so they actually weigh more than they appear to. Pogo is probably right on target. He looks bigger and he IS bigger. Trying to drive with him on my lap was not like driving with a dog on my lap. Thankfully it is only two minutes from her house to mine!
Cocco was thrilled to see Pogo. He wouldn’t stop nudging him, snout to snout, and Pogo accepted it but was more interested in exploring his new (temporary, Lindsay) home. He also kept trying to apparently nurse on little boy Pogo. He didn’t get much out
After my kids went nuts seeing the pigs together, the pigs settled down and got bundled up in their communal bed.
I’m sure I will have plenty of mini pig adventures to tell over the next week. If Cocco can get into enough trouble on his own, what can two mini pigs get up to?
Whatever happens, I’m thinking my sister will owe me big time and will have to take my little squealer if I am lucky enough to get away with Stefano this winter.
Thanks for reading
~ Katie and Coccolino and Pogo the mini pigs