Here's the rules. 1. Don't look at me unless I give you permission.
2. Give me extra hay all the time. Grass works too. Fresh = good.
3. Don't hog the camera. Someday I'm gonna be the front-man for a super awesome post-punk revival band and I need ALL the exposure I can get.
4. Lastly? I don't do laundry.
HEY! Did I say you could look at me? Shoo! Go on!
As soon as Burr realized that there's this big world to discover, he absolutely will not sit still any more. He MUST explore. He makes this low "hut-hut-hut" sound as he walks and will chew on anything that is chewable. Sometimes he'll talk real loud as he walks around. He'll rumble at just about anything that's annoying or that he hasn't heard before. It used to be that you couldn't even LAUGH without him rumbling with disapproval. Hence the name "Burr."
He used to be the big-pig King of the C&C until Dandelion totally outgrew him, but he still rumble struts around like he's big stuff!
So, as his dutiful slave/butler/jester/cage-cleaner/gardner/artist-in-residence, I decided to get to work post haste!
Here are the results of our painting session this afternoon:
Burr and his Assistant approve -- but only because they do not have thumbs to hold a paintbrush (and therefor cannot paint!):
The gold border will dry into a crackled finished! I am sure Burr will be the subject of many paintings (and photographs) to come. I have to work from pictures because he will NOT sit still.