Slave managed to get a photo of Fearghal and Fionn together. He is not afraid of the camera anymore and he is getting bigger by the day.
He has a long way to go to catch up with his big friend Fionn.
Slave managed to get a photo of Fearghal and Fionn together. He is not afraid of the camera anymore and he is getting bigger by the day.
We have a new tiny friend here at Piggyfriends.
Our local rescue had several baby boars needing a home. Slave called them only to find that they had all been rehomed except for this little boy who had been left behind. He is a tricolour Abyssinian.
He is five weeks old in this photo. He has a slight head tilt caused, according to the lovely lady who runs the rescue, by being in an awkward position in his mother's womb. As soon as she heard about this, Slave was on her way to the rescue to bring him home. Our late lamented Otto had a head tilt and it never bothered him one bit so it upset Slave to think that this was a reason for him to be ignored at the rescue.
Slave took Fionn with her to see if they would make good friends and he sat in the rescue's introduction pen whilst the little boar raced laps around him leaving Fionn bemused. They came home together in one of our carriers and, by the time she got here, they had eaten all the veggies and were fast asleep.
It takes Slave a while to think of names for us all and she has decided to call him Fearghal, which means strong and courageous and we think that is a good name for a brave little boar. Say his name as Fergal as that is the nearest in English. Slave calls him "little sweetheart" most of the time anyway.
Here he is enjoying some fresh grass. Slave has tried to get some photos of him with Fionn but they were not very good so she will try again for another post. He is so tiny compared to Fionn, who is all black and does not show up very well.
This was meant to be a pigture of them both but Fearghal made a run for it before the camera flashed.
Welcome baby Fearghal. Keep munching and you will grow as big as Fionn. Well, maybe not quite as big as Abbies do tend to be smaller than the average piggy.
This year, the Prairie Pigs received two Christmas cards that had to travel a very long way to get to us, and both of them have guinea pigs on them!
If you look very carefully, you might be able to see that Auntie Ann's card has a capybara tobogganing with a tiny little black and white guinea pig. We have not met any capybaras in Saskatchewan yet, but we would like to! They are just like guinea pigs except much larger.
All of the Piggyfriends would like to wish our readers a Happy New Year. Slave says that she hopes that it is better than 2021.
We would also like to introduce our new friend, Peaches. She was part of a huge rescue involving Pooh Piglets at Haywards Heath in England. Many of the sows were pregnant and Peaches' babes have been rehomed so she needed a new family too and Slave brought her home to live with us.
She needs fattening up after living in a place where she was not cared for and she is making up for lost time by eating everything that Slave puts in her pen. She is in quarantine for now so all the veggies are just for her. Please welcome little Peaches. We love her.
"Mama Bonbon was right," says Ambrose." "Lots of good things happened," replied Oscar.
Slave's son came to stay for a few days so she was very happy and so were all the Piggyfriends as he always brings lots of treats. He brought his new guitar and played Slave's favourite Christmas carol but we can't show a pigture of that. The humans ate some strange food that we had not seen before. We learned that we should always be kind to everypig and to share our treats.
We made some new friends. This jolly fellow is a mince pie ( but not for eating ). He is fat and cuddly like us.
And we met Slave's Nutcracker Soldier. When does Christmas come again Mama Bonbon? Not until next year? That is a long time to wait but Mama says that there is New Year to celebrate soon.
We hope that all piggies and their Slaves had a lovely time at Christmas.
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.