RIP half the hay in the county, victim of this pig's appetite.
He actually seems pretty perky: more anxious than depressed though he is definitely quieter than normal. Having his cage cleaned out and new fleece put in produced some bouncy chirpy popcorns, so I may do that more often.
Had a long cuddle that ended up with me on the floor (how?), and him on the* chair, using my elbow as a pillow.
* for 'the', read meant to be mine.
But, see, how on earth does anyone say 'no' to this little face!?
