Pogo went home. There has been less craziness, less numbness in my legs, less weight to carry and yet a big void to fill. We were all pretty sad about Pogo leaving, with the exception of Stefano who was barely welcome in his own home by Pogo. Lindsay even asked us to keep Pogo a little longer but Stefano was ready for a break from the pig barking at his every move and I can’t blame him.
So Lindsay came and picked him up, snatching him from the warmth of Cocco’s body and cozy bed. Cocco needed a substitute heating source and moved back to the warm vent.
I’ll back up and fill in how Pogo Week ended.
The pigs enjoyed several hours’ worth of grass grazing on a rare warm December afternoon. After a long and tiring day of nonstop jaw movement (consuming grass along with teeth grinding), the pigs were ready for cuddle time.
They formed a tunnel on my legs under the blanket. They kept me so warm and comfortable that I almost fell asleep.
So, Pogo, we thank you for your warmth and your companionship. We will miss you. Cocco will somehow have to manage with only me, Stefano, the kiddies and kitties.
Thanks for reading
~ Katie and Coccolino the solo mini pig