Read the ramblings and exploits of a family on a new adventure in the Highlands.
07 May 2009
Pig flu Party!
1 comment:
Catherine
said...
I was almost as close and personal to our pigs an monday night after their great escape. Once capturered it took 3 of us to manhandle a squealing wriggling weaner out of the farm garden and back to its field. If there's the chance of any germ exchange then we did it. None of us looked as cute though, not even "the font of all knowledge"
I have a husband (Hot Hubby) who writes here too and two girls (Scrumpy and Bear), both of whom have severe autism and epilepsy. In 2005 we sold our computer services business and house to move 612 miles north to The Scottish Highlands. We now live in the backend of nowhere, where we try to manage the chaos of life and keep smiling through the challenges.
1 comment:
I was almost as close and personal to our pigs an monday night after their great escape. Once capturered it took 3 of us to manhandle a squealing wriggling weaner out of the farm garden and back to its field. If there's the chance of any germ exchange then we did it.
None of us looked as cute though, not even "the font of all knowledge"
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