Addict

My former neighbor is a pug-pusher, a dealer, and he knows I'm hooked. He's feeding my pug habit by having me watch my little snorty piglet friend for three days and nights. She darn near leapt into my arms this morning when he dropped her off.

Had lunch with the special ones at their place, and marveled at the stealth of the new diminutive walker- watched his clever technique for picking up a stick, which is to plant his feet wide apart and stick his padded diaper butt out as counterweight before bending. Slave labor then continued by draining rain water from the feature and shoveling a dozen more buckets of pebbles out. I'm about half way done now but all the way sick of it.