Check out his leg!
And this is a nice pose...
I hear some pig-fans are apt to appreciate a nice bottom. What do you think of Dandelion's bottom? Cash-money, right?
Ladies love tousled hair.
And a sweet napping picture:
Yikes! I think I've just been caught... yep! And he's set Tumbleweed after me. Wheeek! Gotta run!
Dandelion has become a sleepaholic. This guy will sleep EVERYWHERE! Seriously, he doesn't even care.
Remember this guy? He WAS my arch nemesis. He's WAY to cute. Unacceptable. His name is Tumbleweed and my person just couldn't resist adopting him from the shelter last year.
WELL - turns out he is staying here. Something about this being his foreverhome or whatever. When approached for comment, he had THIS to say about it:
Fine. Whatever. But you've got to admit... he's a little weird.
But that's not why he is no longer my arch nemesis. No. THIS is why:
His name is Walnut. Or "Black Plig" as he is called by his people. He is evil. EEEVILLL! And he is my new Arch nemesis.
Black Plig: "Who? me?" ... "That guy is AAAAALWAYS getting worked up. Holy dill!"
Burr: ... Shut up! Shut up!!!
Burr & Black Plig: Hahahahahhahahaha!
Burr: Hehehe Dandelion! Hehehehe! ... Ahem. Anyway. Back to Black Plig. He's Tumbleweed's new friend (as if that twerp deserves a friend! HA!). My people thought he was too lonely, and I wouldn't let him live with us, so now Tumbleweed and Walnut are BFFs. Yaaaay. Not.
Then, to make matters worse? My person decided to FOSTER a womanpig full of progeny! ... Then the progeny came forth and were birthed. Among them was this curly looking pig.
Thus my person became what is known as a "foster failure." She adopted thus curly furball along with a brother from another mother. The curly guy is named Mooma, and his black and white friend is name Simon.
Awwwww cute. Blah. Yicky.
Well whatevs! That's all I've got for now. I've got hay to eat. Butts to sniff. You know. Boar stuff.
I read lots of posts about pigs who do not like cuddle time -- but Mr. Dandelion is ALL ABOUT cuddle time. If I set him next to me on the couch, he will waddle up and start pawing my arm or hop on my lap. Then he does this thing where he LEAPS up on to my chest (and he is a BIG PIG).
I have to catch him otherwise he'll fall down. He wants his head under my chin or on my shoulder, and the rest of him just rests limply against my chest. <3 <3 <3!