Agents in training weigh-in

Hello piggy agents and devoted slaves. Boomer and Starbuck are settling in very well, they already have become used to cuddles. Weighing them to see how far off Agent weight they are was easy. Judging by their current rate of food intake I'd guess they will reach 1kg by, ooooooo, Easter!

Boomer: 549 grams
Starbuck: 539 grams

Introducing new agents in training

Hello,

After the sad passing of Agent Lettuce we decided to get some new pigs- the house was so empty without the squawkings and huffings of our furry little tyrant. So (drumroll please), I am delighted to intoduce our new pigs. They are still very skittish so have not been weighed yet, I can report though that they are tucking into apple, parsley and a limited amount of fresh grass from the garden. Both pigs are named for characters from my favourite television programme, Battlestar Galactica, named for female characters (they are little sows) who fly a viper and a raptor. The black and white pig has many copies and they have a plan, while the crested pig has a complicated relationship with her commanding officers and is also the name of a well-known seattle based coffee company. Launch all Vipers, set condition one throughout the fleet and start your guessing!

Sleeping Method: the Sphinx

Bonjour!

C'est moi, (Agent) Mademoiselle Chanel! I reached agent weight earlier this week and my first act as an agent will be showing you my research in the field of advanced sleeping methods.

The Sphinx

This is what you do:

- find a comfortable spot
- place your paws underneath you, with the front paws right next to eachother, straight underneath your nose
- put on a mystic smile
- keep your eyes open!
- meditate in that exact position untill you fall asleep

Cordialement,

Mademoiselle Chanel

Piggysnap Terrific Texels

Agent I


Mystery Agent Peruke In His Sofa

Agent Peruke is thrilled to be invited to be a secret agent! His favorite food is parsley, favorite toy is a piece of cardboard made into an A-frame that he can rest under, he chose the code name is Agent Peruke, since his texel hair looks like a wild wig! In fact, he believes that one of his strengths as a secret agent will be that he is able to hide many things (such as hay!) in his hair. His eyes really are pink its not just poor human camera skills.

Agent Perukes real name is the same as Tom Cruises character in mission impossible, he lives in America with his big brother who is also an agent piggy.

Mystery Agent Storm

I have chosen the Agent name of Storm because I was taken to the rescue, where Slave's son works, during a blizzard three years ago. My coat was completely matted and he had to take the electric hair clippers to the mess. You can see the result in this pigture. The matted pile of hair and hay that he removed is on the left. After I was tidied up I came home with him and live here with many other piggies.



I am a Texel and when my coat grows it curls into ringlets just like Agent I. Slave keeps my coat short so that I never get into this state again. Slave does not have a pigture of my fully grown coat and it will be quite a while before I look like a proper Texel again so here is a pigture of me with my best friend, Roscoe, in the garden. Here my coat has started to grow after a haircut but has not yet started to curl.



My favourite food is grass and I love the tasty leaves that Slave picks for us. In the pigture we have chickweed and dandelions. Yummy!

My real name is somethng that you always take with you when you go out in the sun.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Agent Butterloaf wishes everypig a Happy St. Patrick's Day! Slainte!

Dido, Agent Lettuce

Sad news, Dido, Agent Lettuce has died. She passed away peacefully on Saturday night, she was staying with my next-door neighbour while I was away in Berlin. She was her usual self right up till the afternoon before she died. Although it is horrible not to have been there, she had been curled up in my arms, clucking happily, the night before I left.

She will be missed by me, my family and friends. She was such a funny little pig with a big personality. Right now it hurts more than I can say to think of her, how she would recognise my voice and listen when she heard me coming. The poot pooting noises when she wanted food or attention and her little chubby face with her frilly ears.

We Have Another Gorgeous Golden

Agent Beaver

Greetings Agent Ghost and Agent Acorn! I would like to become Agent Beaver. The rescue where I lived before joining the Collective said that I am a Satin Cinnamon Agouti, but I think that I look a lot like Agent Acorn. I also think that she is very cute!

I've had a rough few weeks. I got a brand new chew log and devoured it in a week. I must have eaten too much because I became very ill. The primates who live with me talk about fluid in my chest, lymphoma, and all sorts of other things I don't understand. All I know is that they took me to a place that they call the spa. I stayed there two days next to a cat and on top of a bird who said a lot of random words and made no more sense than the primates.

They gave me some nebulizer treatments and some sort of gas called isoflurone and when I woke up, I could breath again. I woke up the next morning, and still couldn't breath, so they gave me more isoflurone and when I woke up I could breath again. I've been back to the spa a couple more times and all they do is put me in a box and take my picture with a really big camera. It's not a very good camera. All the pigtures are boring. They're in black and white and you can't even see my fur or pretty eyes. The primates and all the nice people at the spa were all very excited with the last pigture because they said that all the fluid was gone. I'm glad to hear that. The last two times they saw the fluid, they shaved my sides. I have very nice fur, I don't like to have my sides shaved. I think it looks very silly. I can't wait for it to grow back.

I have to drink nasty medicines twice a day now. I hope that won't last long. I really don't like them at all. But, I do feel better.

My secret agent powers are devouring logs at rapid speed and jumping on top of things. I'm not quite up to jumping on top of things yet, but if they were to put me next to the girls' pen, I bet I could jump over the wall to get to them. Unfortunately, the primates don't give me that chance.




I'm named after the male primate's favorite peanut butter cup. My tummy is golden red and my fur is chocolate brown with golden red tips. My little ears have been chewed up, so they even have the little ridges like a peanut butter cup. I'm a happy little guy and I love to meet new people. I hope you will let me be a Secret Agent.

Have a great day!