As Maude roused from a mid-summer’s nap in her backyard, she became aware that she was no longer lying in the shade and had likely been exposed to the sun’s rays for quite some time. Her body was conveying signals to her brain that evoked visions of a roasted ham.
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7 thoughts on “Pig-napped”
How happy is that bacon?
Those bacon/ham nightmares must be brutal. Great pic.
I can only wish my dreams of late were so simple Thomas. But that’s a thought for another time.
That is the cutest little pig! And this is why I can’t eat bacon.
Yes, she is cute but the potential for a massive heart attack is my reason for not eating bacon 🙁
No, she is just huggable! ok, the heart attack thing works too, but soo cute. You are such a guy LB!
“You are such a guy LB!”
For which my wife is grateful for. Much earlier on however than now. 😉
How happy is that bacon?
Those bacon/ham nightmares must be brutal. Great pic.
I can only wish my dreams of late were so simple Thomas. But that’s a thought for another time.
That is the cutest little pig! And this is why I can’t eat bacon.
Yes, she is cute but the potential for a massive heart attack is my reason for not eating bacon 🙁
No, she is just huggable! ok, the heart attack thing works too, but soo cute. You are such a guy LB!
“You are such a guy LB!”
For which my wife is grateful for. Much earlier on however than now. 😉