They had some free range time yesterday for the first time. Simon did a few tours of the room (with Graham cheerfully bipping along behind him) to see what the layout is and to collect snacks each time he passed me, then he took himself home for a sleep. Graham loves having a choice of where to be so he was in and out and all about.
I'm still trying to work him out. I think there's a way he likes to be held that he hasn't managed to communicate to me yet. I've contorted myself all over the place but I'm not meeting his expectations. He clambers and headbutts my neck and stares at me nose to nose like I just don't get it. And I don't!
- LS in AK
- Upside-down & Backwards
And Mr. Graham just looks content.
May the amazing miracle of boarly love continue in your home... (I would love a bottle of your magic peace water for my girls, but maybe it only works on the boys?)
Simon is really beginning to blossom now. His cheekiness is shining through and he's not shy about sharing opinions in his loud whistle-wheek. He's found his rumbler again now too. I'm still convinced there'll be an eventual power shift in his direction. Graham is a hopeless top pig. One thing Simon has proven is that he's patient and won't choose to fight. He's had plenty of provocation from the Big Boss.
Graham has gone from hands-down the noisiest pig ever to rather quiet and content. He mumbles and mutters and still replies when I talk to him but all the "Look at ME!" has stopped. I think I miss it every so often and then I remember the number of nights I ended up driven to bed too early just to get away from his yelling. I don't know the reason he was given up for adoption but I do wonder if maybe it wouldn't have come to that if he'd had a friend to talk to. Still, it's my gain. :)