a piggy called Rosie

Named after a much loved dog we used to have of the same name. She was big and orange and naughty and noisy. She presented us with a litter of the most beautiful puppies that we ended up keeping (all of them) and each one was a delight. She didn’t look anything like this piggy really but there was something about the ears that reminded us of her. She was a true kitchen dog - never happier than watching me cook and sleeping next to the radiator. She adored the kids (my own kids so going back some decades..!). And she used to sing with happiness. This piggy sits on the kitchen windowsill, Rosie’s favourite room.