There is bonded pair Smokey (who just barely fit), age ~3
basket3 by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
And newest boy Louie, age ~2
basket2 by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
And bonded (but still humpy) pair Snickers, who kind of didn't want to cooperate because he doesn't like to sit still, but he did, age 2
basket1 by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
And MoonPie, who doesn't like to cooperate or sit still at all, and gave me a half a second to get a photo -- age 2
basket4 by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
-- before he did this, and assorted other basket acrobatics. He looks more ferret than piggy. Silly.
basket5 by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
So that's a little intro, and a little window into their personalities too.
I wanted to take them outside yesterday for grass, but I was too tired to take piggies to grass, so instead I took the grass into them.
They were delighted because absolutely no work was involved for them whatsoever!
He's had three buddies so far, and I don't guess there's anyone he wouldn't make an effort to bond with. Through photos, you can see them. There was the first, his buddy, and the only one who didn't barber at all, sweet little Moose. When Moose passed away, I thought Smokey might mourn himself to death, also.
smokeybigwig by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
Fortunately, the much-loved, adored (by me and Smokey), minimally barbering Jester came into the picture. When Jester passed away after surgery, Smokey mourned again. We both did.
smokeandjes by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
fourboyslawn by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
Then we found Louie through Craigslist. Louie is a good buddy. But Louie barbers. A lot. I'm very glad Smokey has long hair or he might not have any!
outdoors 034 by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
All the long locks are gone! Oh well, at least I don't have to give Smokey hair cuts any more! He hated those. Smokey is terribly gracious, but can give some massive stink-eye. Just love him so.
Of course, I can't be truly sure of Louie's age, since he is a Craigslist piggie, but I'm guessing that since the man said he was two, that that meant they had had him for two years. But this week he has discovered his hormones.
Last night I found a circle of semi-fresh boar glue on Smokey's rear the size of a quarter, eewww. I cut it out of his hair before it became a plaque. Smokey was peeved at me, but I couldn't help it!
Then when I put him back, he actually mounted Louie, which was like seeing a cruise ship mount a rowboat! I don't know much about the different breeds, but Smokey is not only heavy, but long and muscular. There was a lot of squeaky fussing as I was trying to go to sleep last night, but nothing serious.
Then those two initially refused their salad because there wasn't any cilantro to go on top... they both looked at it and then came running up to me for the actual dinner. Oof! Spoiled! "Without our appetizer, we don't want our dinner, Mom." MoonPie and Snickers had no complaints.
Well, I don't know what magical juju went on yesterday while I was at work, but Louie had forgotten all about his hormones by yesterday afternoon and last night. Yessir, food was back to being priority numero uno, and Smokey was back to being just his buddy.
Hello. Feed me.
newface by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
Snickers and MoonPie had a chasing zoomy party last night and sounded like an entire herd of water buffalo. The bottom of their cage is kind of springy and they love to take advantage of that.
Hopefully today they will get a fresh Bermuda grass graze!
I didn't get any photos last night because I was too tired but now I have to find a way to photograph blue eyes!
Smokey is so very brave now when he is out with Louie. Perhaps having less hair has emboldened him. At this rate I'll be renaming him Spike soon.
But tonight, it's time for kisses, smooches, kisshes, lipsesses.
snickerslippies by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
smokeylippies by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
moonpielippies by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
louielippies by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
Everybody needs kisses for Monday morning, I think.
We have no eyes. Only lippies today.