The dreadful heatwave continues here at Piggyfriends. We cannot go outside to forage as there is nothing there to eat and even the humans have been advised to stay out of the sun between 11 in the morning and 4 in the afternoon. Not that our Slave needs any such advice.
She did come home with this box of pseudo grass yesterday. It looked quite like grass so we were willing to give it a try.
Unfortunately it was very coarse and the dandelions were not up to our normal juicy standard but, in the circumstances, we were willing to forgive our Slave, who had made the effort to find us something that was nearly grass.
Cosmo Piggyfriend thinks that this is more like a doormat than grass but he is giving it his best shot ."This is better than no grass at all", he says between mouthfuls, "but it takes a lot of chewing."
Carter, Aoife and Saoirse will have a go at anything that looks like grass and every Piggyfriend tried some although it was not quite so relished as the usual lush supply.
There has never been a day when no grass has been served at Piggyfriends, even when Slave has to brush off the snow to find it so we have been very disappointed in the weather that has ruined our favourite food.
We have all been moved into Slave's dining room, which is the coolest room in the house and we have lots of fans to keep away the worst of the heat. Some of us are in smaller pens than usual to fit us all in but who wants to run around when it is hot? We wish that it would rain!
