Mr Pig here. Just another shot from the outing in the snow. In the front you can see Leonardo and Alexander catching their breath before they charge back up to the top of the bush. They are completely ignoring the barely visible Rosy just behind them. Rosy sank into the snow and at the moment of the picture is yelling for me to come fish her out, which is why I am climbing up into the bush. I would much rather be sitting on the bench down below. But every time I sit down and start to relax, the squealers absolutely need me to do something. I declare. I'm beginning to think that they just invent these "needs."
